We Can Beat This Thing!

We'll whip this virus! Then we'll travel 'til we drop! Planning my next trip! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: whip and trip are the prompts.

Wonderful Stepchildren Are a Love Bonus

Douglas's kids and Douglas and me on our wedding day 16 years ago. They are my forever loves, too. Their father was quite the catch, But I wasn't sure if of me they approved. So, when they embraced me with much love, I was so happy and deeply moved. They'd come to trust that I... Continue Reading →

Still Missing You, My Black Knight

Malcolm and his daughters attended my PhD graduation one week before his death. Rest on, my Black Knight. You parted this life. Mama still misses you, Dear. We will meet again. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #318: The prompts are meet and part. Wednesday will be 14 years ago that my youngest... Continue Reading →

Not the Retirement I Planned to Enjoy, But Blessed

I thought that by now I would be on the beach, Not worried about lectures I had to teach. Admittedly, I had no way to predict That the whole world would become sick, And that beloved Europe would be out of my reach. The inevitable will happen, you can be sure, And we learn that... Continue Reading →

A Tableau of Real Love

My granddaughter flees. She runs straight for me. We meet and embrace. Her love brings delight. Her joy at my sight Fills me with laughter. Written to attempt to create a tableau for the Saturday Mix, Lucky Dip, from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. A tableau is one or more verses, each with six lines, consisting of five... Continue Reading →

The Beauty of a Hotel Room

Photo from Bikurgurl Spending my days exploring the world, Knowing you will be waiting as night falls. A quiet place to rest my weary body and spirit When the day is over and sleep calls. A place to meditate and relax when I'm away, How quickly you become like home. Cleaned each day by the... Continue Reading →

What Are Those Two-Legged Things Doing Down There?

Photo from Lewis Roberts- Unsplash Watching the little monkey looking down on us, I wondered what he could have possibly thought Of the two-legged creatures sitting under the tree And of the havoc to his habitat they often wrought. I spoke softly, telling him there was no need to be afraid, That those in our... Continue Reading →

Don’t Stand Still too Long in Venice!

From Pikist Statues of the great men and women stand tall for all to see and enjoy. But they draw loads of pigeons that land on them and find rest. And if you stand still too long looking up at the beauty that is Venice, You might become a peristeronic place for pigeons to nest.... Continue Reading →

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