A Change Will Come, Thankfully!

For Tale Weaver from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie With anxious thoughts racing through her mind, Mavis prayed that a change would come in her life. She was surrounded by evil people, committing all manner of inhumane acts towards each other, with violence a daily occurrence. At age 69, her only hope was to find a new place... Continue Reading →

Nobody is Ever an Ugly Duckling: Tale Weaver #319

They called me an ugly duckling, The one that no one would befriend. But, I saw myself as a swan-in-waiting, Knowing my beauty would come in the end. It mattered not to me what others said, Or of the names they called me to my face. For I knew that underneath my gray facade, I... Continue Reading →

No Apologies for Being a Bookworm: Tale Weaver #318

Don't panic! I just have to reshelve them after some electrical work! I am an unapologetic bookworm, With books spread out everywhere. To live to read them all and enjoy them Is my hope and one of my prayers. On top of all the tangible books you see, My old Kindle is filled to the... Continue Reading →

Finding My Old Adventuresome Self Again: Tale Weaver

Michael from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie requested that this week we compose a response to the prompt: Finding Something Forgotten. Once, I dared to leave my hometown and travel life's roads alone when I was just 24 years old. I was clad with only my hope in God. I wanted to prove the skeptics wrong, those who... Continue Reading →

Being a Prince Charming: Tale Weaver #311

You see me as I really am, not as you would have me to be, Accepting my warts and foibles, without asking me to change. And in the loveliness of your attention and welcoming looks, I find that I cease to feel so different from others or strange. You never ask if I could be... Continue Reading →

This Bunny Still Has Some Life in Her!

For Tale Weaver #310 we are asked to write on the prompt Tired and Run Down. Mindlovemisery's Menagerie states: With a new year upon us and the stresses of 2020 behind us, (or are they), consider the new year and what it brings to us. For many of us older folk, being tired and run... Continue Reading →

I Choose to Dance Today: Tale Weaver #309

I could sit and listen to the commentary Until I became a basket case and just cried. But, I chose to do something a little different, To assuage the shame and fear I feel inside. I chose to listen to some music and dance, To keep me distracted from all of the news. Barry White... Continue Reading →

Giving Me a Cookbook Don’t Help: Tale Weaver

Received for Christmas, 2020 For the Tale Weaver Challenge for December 24, Mindlovemisery's Menagerie requested that because it is Christmas Eve, respondents write about a gift you received or gave, or about being gifted in some way. I chose the cookbook we received for Christmas. I love the giver, but these are some of the... Continue Reading →

Endings Create New Beginnings, and That’s Good!

Not realizing that they are causes for celebration, We tend to be afraid to face our endings. But, we can't move unto fresh horizons, Without making chances for new beginnings. The last day of high school finds us in tears, Scared of what the future for us holds. Yet, without this needed right of passage,... Continue Reading →

Campfire Plus Smores Equals Love

From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Logs were added to the campfire, To keep the fire going a little longer. I was learning to make smores, But it was our love that grew stronger. I nearly declined the invitation. It was the kind of thing I thought nerdy. But I'm glad that he was persistent In wanting to... Continue Reading →

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