John and Lexie had been married for years, And even in bad times, they decided to persevere. But, now they belong to different political factions, So, they've decided upon a much-needed subtraction, As Lexie's important name John constantly smears. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #193 from Sammiscribbles: faction in 39 words.
I Wonder If It’s Time to Buy A Gun!
I have lived in the United States all of my nearly 69 years, and never once have I felt the need to overcome my fear of hurting someone to purchase a gun. But, the atmosphere in America today, the blatant hate rhetoric in the Unitd States gives me pause for reflection on whether this may... Continue Reading →
Peace Come From Knowing Whom to Trust: Sunday Devotion # 20
Photo taken at Sweet Water Creek State Park. Psalm 118: 8-9 It is better to take refuge in the Lord than to trust in humans.It is better to take refuge in the Lord than to trust in princes. Psalm 118:13-14 I was pushed back and about to fall, but the Lord helped me. The Lord is my strength and my defense; he... Continue Reading →
The Power of “We”: One Liner Wednesday
Remember our oneness, for "We the People of the United States," is a better description than "them" and "us." Written for One Liner Wednesday from Linda G. Hill. A short reminder that a nation divided cannot stand, is vulnerable to our enemies, and that our beloved democracy will be threatened or lost.
Ready to Go Home! Photo Challenge #256
Agent Xerxes looked out at the lightning that threatened his life, and he wondered when the authorities would allow him to return home. It has been ten long years on this abominable planet, and he just wants to return to his people. Admittedly, he had volunteered to come to Earth to see if he could... Continue Reading →
A New Voice Needed: Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille
Voices so strident, Politics so divisive. A calm voice needed. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille by Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: a new voice.
A Childlike Acceptance and Love: A Compound for Civility
Can we all just get along? This is the question asked by a very anguished Rodney King over 25 years ago, after he was beaten during the riots in Los Angeles in 1992. Sadly, it is still the question today, as people in America stand divided along ideological fault lines, with hate and derision compounding... Continue Reading →
