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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
To New Starts in Life: Retiring Again!
I thought going back to work would be so idyllic. Then the virus came, and I couldn't leave my home. No excursions meant that my house became my workplace, And I had went back to teaching to avoid always being alone. No longer could I glide between the separate parts of my life, Unable to... Continue Reading →
The High Price of Fickleness: Tale Weaver #275
Rodney was known as a fickle prince, No one girl was enough for him. He didn't try to understand fidelity, Thinking he was such a gift to them. Intimacy was for girls, he thought, He was just looking for some quick fun. But, like every cad whose ever lived, A situation arose he couldn't overcome.... Continue Reading →
When Mama Cannot Cook! Tale Weaver #228
On top of the pile was the answer to everything. Frozen, canned, and prepackaged foods made my life so much easier. I was not born with the ability to cook, but I had been given the blessing of raising five children. This combination of an inability to boil water and kids who like to eat... Continue Reading →
The Power of Curiosity: Tale Weaver #214
Give me a child who questions the world, One who asks why or how every hour. For that little one will go far in this life, Because their curiosity carries much power. Power to make the world a better place, Questioning how things have always been. Inquisitive minds seek to understand it all, As things... Continue Reading →
