October is National Domestic Violence Awareness Month! How I wish we didn't need this special time of remembrance and revelation, but we must continue to remind people of the devastation that domestic violence brings into the lives of its victims, a form of Hell that destroys and kills. I wrote this poem in honor of... Continue Reading →
A pewter cage she created out of her broken parts, So that no one could ever again rend her fragile heart. Neither strangers, family, nor a few old friends Were welcomed in her life up until the very end. Not even God in whom she had once believed Was allowed in her world, for she... Continue Reading →
She never looked at me or spoke my name. I wondered if my very existence caused her pain. She told me that she wasn't meant to be a mother, So I thought that I might've been the child of another. Maybe I was born to someone who adored me, Instead of this woman who seemed... Continue Reading →
I have decided to participate in the OctPoWriMo 2019 challenge: 31 poems in 31 days. I am not really a poet, but I like to be challenged. It also allows me to have a reason to write every day. Day One prompt is Dark Night of the Soul. My soul suffered that dark night, My... Continue Reading →
Forest cathedral! God whispers; my soul finds rest. Birds sing hymns of peace! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt for September 30: forest and whisper. I took the picture above this morning on our 6-mile walk on the Silver Comet Trail.
Pause from busyness. Your world needs you whole and hale. Rest your tired body. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefueille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: pause.
It's like a fever! Girls being fierce and able. Don't stop the movement. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: fierce and fever.
The old belief that sticks and stones break bones But words will never hurt you is very wrong. For, feelings can be delicate affairs that often Fracture easily, for people's psyches are seldom strong. Indeed, feelings are carelessly hurt in endless ways, And the resulting scars can be difficult to overcome. Name-calling, fat- or thin-shaming,... Continue Reading →
Heart heavy with pain. Sadness ushers in the night Morning will soon come. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: sadness.
As this is one of the last Three Things Challenge prompts from Paula Light, I decided to write it, as I have missed so many in the past weeks with moving. The words are granite, zucchini, and lie. Connie looked at the zucchini in the pot, Hard as the granite around the kitchen sink. She... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 