Painting by Joe Hill; Image credit: Tessa Mills Every day the news worsens, and it seems as if the world is being torn apart. It’s as though everyone is angry, letting hate flow like liquids from our hearts. I don’t believe this craziness is permanent, and we can and will see a better day, If... Continue Reading →
Be mindful of Stings. Don’t Kiss Your Money Goodbye. Stay Alert and Sharp. Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Sting and Kiss. I though about all of the scam alerts this time of the year, especially for older folks.
Well, I have completed another turn around the Sun, number 72. A classmate posted a happy birthday wish on my Facebook account this morning. He reminded me of a part I played in a play in the sixth grade, I believe. We learned the poem, The Great Guest Came, by Edwin Markham. The poem is... Continue Reading →
In the Tuileries Garden in Paris, France, May 2023 In the darkness of my depression, I yearn to fly through the air and be at rest. Dissociating from my sense of identity, A seeker, I am running toward God in a quest. Broken and unable to find a calm place in my mind, Thoughts that... Continue Reading →
It's time to harvest crunchy apples and pumpkins. Summer is gone, and autumn has finally arrived. Blustery winds on moonlit nights chill the bones, But a glass of cider and I am fully revived. Dressed in a flannel shirt and old blue jeans, I stand still as a scarecrow in the fields. The music of... Continue Reading →
The new library building is breathtaking. I can just visualize the books that are inside. Worldwide knowledge abounds in tomes, And much learning from them is implied. The suspense of which book you check out. So many books that you can't even enumerate. Speaking to others is routinely not encouraged, So, voices are lowered as... Continue Reading →
Paris, France, May 2023 Treat others kindly! Your meanness makes me trip out! Be the best person! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Trip and Out.
I thought that love had passed me by, My present was as empty as my past. Suddenly, a rewellagans was thrust at me, And a second chance of love occurred, at last. I thought he offered only friendship, But then he took me in his loving arms. A tremor of joy touched my heart and... Continue Reading →
Museum in Paris, France, May 2023 You belong on top! Don’t let people put you down. Strive, don't just survive! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Hailu Poetry Prompt Challenge: Top and Down.
Don’t be quick to fight. Pick your battles carefully. Let go of some wrongs. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Quick and Pick.
Help from Heaven 