From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Ripples of peace flowed through my body and mind, As I pondered my life in that dark night of the soul. A new awakening entered as I released years of fear, And for the first time in a long time, I felt truly whole. I knew I had to find ways to... Continue Reading →
Let your voice be heard. Share the feelings in your heart. Love mustn't be silent. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #310: Voice and Share.
Photo by Raine Nectar at Pexels.Com I saw a rainbow glowing beyond the horizon, And it stirred in me a hope that I had lost. It made me realize that sometimes we forget That freedom and love come at a heavy cost. It is a payment that everyone must share Across the generations and space... Continue Reading →
Some may call me obdurate in my belief That babies everywhere aren't born full of hate. Someone has to teach those little ones to loathe others For racism and other isms to carry a lot of weight. I love to see the toddlers laughing and hugging, Not mindful of any kind of differences there. So... Continue Reading →
I am stronger now! No longer feeling like glass. My mind will not break! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #309: break and glass.
My marriage is over, and I am sorely lost, So I came to the place I once called home. Here is where I learned to run away from people And to find solace and peace in nature alone. My old friend, Tree, was still there in the woods, But all that's left of him was... Continue Reading →
From Speak to Me from Calmkate I watch the birds as they come to feed, And I wonder wherever will they go When earth has shattered from our trash, As piles of garbage just grow and grow. Earth is crying out in bewilderment, Asking, "How could those humans be so inept?" Continuing to create objects... Continue Reading →
I shouted that I had baked a batch of cookies. Everyone acted busy and didn't respond to my call. Not even the hungry grandkids came for one, For they'd been told of my culinary shortfall. Written for the Three Things Challenge #259 for June 7, 2020: batch, respond, busy
Photo courtesy of Morguefile June didn't care if the car wasn't able To be conspicous with all of those labels. She strapped her things on with a cable, Hoping with prayers that all would remain stable Until she made it home to sit at her mother's table And hear her dying mother relate one last... Continue Reading →
