She is Only a Weed, a poem

I broke out of form and actually wrote two fourteen line poems today.  This one did not have a challenge attached to it, but it is more difficult for me to restrict lines in a poem, because I usually allow the poem to dictate its length.  Enjoy!   She must falter, when the winds do…

Under a Wistful Moon, a poem

I was tasked to write another fourteen line poem, but this time with a catch.  You cannot use the letter ‘e’ in the poem at all.  While I was writing, I could not help but wonder how I got into this mess… but after reading the poem upon completion, I have to say I’m glad…

Photography: Take a Walk (Post #3)

With things being busy around the house and the weather a bit warmer than usual, we have not spent as much time on the trails yet… but we are counting the days.  My husband has been especially busy with work as well, but if we are longing for it… it will happen soon enough.  I…

The Extended Reach, a poem

There is an ache In the extended reach Of water on the shore A searching For something And the land responds With equal passion The sometimes gentle Give and take And the sound Does soothe the soul It is an endless wandering Measured in cascades Of rolling waves The water does reach The land does…

Crickets’ Serenade, a poem

  In the light of the yellow moon a soothing melody of crickets’ serenade chirp – chirp the rhythmic chanting of lovers lost in dark of night. “Worry not” says the call of the male with gentle rub of paper wings and in the darkness she stays waiting and when she is ready with her…

Learning to Overcome the Impossible, a poem

  Mona sat down to help her daughter she held the shoelaces in her hands and guided her daughter “See this loop?” she said she held her daughters fingers and gently traced the shape so she could see and daily, she would do this teaching her daughter skills that would come so easy for many…

Photography: The Many Colors of Beauty (Part #2)

Another post from the gardens sometime ago.  We only had an hour or two to spare, but you know me… I had to take my camera.  I just look through these and am amazed at the beautiful colors on display at the gardens.  I mean, I am awed in the moment, standing there and seeing…

Singing My Mother to Sleep, a poem

  At first, I drove mother to all of her doctor appointments she’d sit in unfamiliar fashion on the passenger side trying to show a supportive smile – even though she was the one who needed encouragement. We’d drive the thirty miles to the local hospital most often in silence, observing the highway listening to…

I Don’t Want to Meddle in Your Affairs, a poem

  I don’t want to meddle in your affairs but I can’t help seeing you there sitting alone near the ocean fighting back tears. I want to ask are you okay, or is there anything you need but I worry my intrusion will only make you feel worse. I know not what troubles your heart…

I Shall Never Breathe the Same, a poem

  My daughter walked to the store the other day everything was routine she kissed my cheek and called out her goodbyes I could hear the slam of the door as she left and the silence that lingered. I went about, doing what mothers do straightening beds, doing dishes, picking up all the messes I…

I Left Myself Behind Once, a poem

  I left myself behind once closed the door and walked away. It was not that I did not love who I wanted to be but I wanted to shave my history from my sides peel back the layers of my skin the witness to all my pain and reemerge just as a butterfly slowly…