Photo from Pinterest.com I dreamed of a roof made of thatch, So a trip to Ireland I hatched. This meant a plane I had to catch In this time that no other can match. So, I bought masks by the batch, And found myself on Liam's patch. Written for Saturday Mix-Rhyme Time from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie,... Continue Reading →
I thought that by now I would be on the beach, Not worried about lectures I had to teach. Admittedly, I had no way to predict That the whole world would become sick, And that beloved Europe would be out of my reach. The inevitable will happen, you can be sure, And we learn that... Continue Reading →
Photo from Bikurgurl Spending my days exploring the world, Knowing you will be waiting as night falls. A quiet place to rest my weary body and spirit When the day is over and sleep calls. A place to meditate and relax when I'm away, How quickly you become like home. Cleaned each day by the... Continue Reading →
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 →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Ripples of peace flowed through my body and mind, As I pondered my life in that dark night of the soul. A new awakening entered as I released years of fear, And for the first time in a long time, I felt truly whole. I knew I had to find ways to... 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 →
Travel begins the journey to self. Written for the Saturday Six Word Story Prompt from My Random Ramblings. The prompt is Travel.
Shay, the blonde tourist guide from Hades, called to us with that infernal bell. By the end of the tour, I was wishing to place that bell in you know where! All of us wanted to remain another hour at the Rijksmuseum, a wonderful landmark in Amsterdam, but our plaintive cries went unheeded, because she... Continue Reading →
I am a gypsy. My nature is to explore. Conflicts with my work. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Conflict and Gypsy.
The wind was a howling wolf, Shrieking like a banchee on crack. There'll be no sleeping for us here tonight, I wonder if we can get our money back. We chose to rent a place up in the hills, Thinking what a nice change that would be. But our smiling host failed to mention to... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 