It isn't always easy for people to understand The sygyzy between love and hate. The very thin line between them means we Don't see the difference until it's too late. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Sygyzy in 30 words. I had to look this word up and ponder it.... Continue Reading →
What a windbag that Gerald turned out to be, Never knowing when he'd said enough. It was futile for people to try to ignore him, For he would just add in some extra fluff. His words would never inspire anyone, For his life of ease no one begrudged. And though his remarks were unwelcomed, On... Continue Reading →
She only wanted some fun, To enjoy life and all of its glory. She gallivanted around the world, And her escapades became a story. She completed her bucket list, From skydiving to flamenco in Spain. Then she went home joyfully sated, Never again did she complain. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt # 162 from... 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 watched as the reflections changed And wondrous, beautiful colors appeared. Oh, the power of the kaleidoscope, For my immense sadness it cleared. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles: Kaleidoscope in 23 words exactly.
Not just anyone can an intrepid traveler be. Travel isn't for the faint of heart. Whatever can go wrong will, And surviving crises becomes an art. It helps to wear rose-colored glasses, Overlooking all that is much to bear. We keep our eyes on the prize, Wondrous places we get to share. Written for the... Continue Reading →
Pollen and I don't get along, It causes me so much tedious grief! So, when a downpour comes along, I know with it comes some relief. It may be only temporary help for me, With more awful pollen on the way. But, I thrill as each drop of rain falls, Cleaning leaves, and keeping sneezing... Continue Reading →
Lost without knowing why, Love can fade away. It must be nurtured With grateful words each day. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #157 from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Fade, and we are asked to write a poem or prose in eactly 17 words.
A nomad with wanderlust is certainly who I am, One who loves to discover strange places and roam, After I have seen all the sights and ate all the food, I start to look forward to the plane trip home. For there is where I can live an ordinary life, And it's the one place... Continue Reading →