and once upon a yesterday where these whispers of the past play mirage of memories shimmer bonded by more than blood, Sister tangled tethers of music lost bittersweet snippets as lines crossed some saviors, others called Resister bonded by more than blood, Sister in the end, connections chosen embody every emotion stronger than any sly Mister bonded by more than blood, Sister and once upon … Continue reading In the Name of Sister
SMOOTH easy effortless If it’s meant to be we’ll navigate this storm knots will soften and release “Happiness walks on busy feet.” quote: Kitte Turmell Image by Karen Arnold from Pixabay prompt: OctPoWriMo Day 10 Continue reading Smooth
Motherhood as essence — pain, joy, life Nurture, nature, the womb knows no difference To exist this way, a mission to be humane Comfort with the precision of a surgeon’s knife Nature, nurture all in with vociferance Motherhood as essence — pain, joy, life Camomile and calendula to ease any pain Strength and wisdom to guide the way Nurture, nature, the womb knows no … Continue reading In Each, A Mission
And ashes to ashes as we go burning it to the ground in this, a parallel world where our wishes drape the sky, twinkling for but a moment before they fall crashing to the earth below Is it madness to believe? We laughed as we climbed the clouds, hanging intentions with care and believing each would light the way in every moment of darkness Sustenance … Continue reading Belief and Madness
There’s humility in the rain that visits in the whispering shallows Here where the world is quiet and still, I listen I draw comfort from the steady drone that sounds like a heartbeat, here where drops of water weigh heavy on fragile petals They glisten like diamonds, like kaleidoscopes swirling And those tender blossoms? They accept the weight without effort, knowing it helps them to … Continue reading Rainy Days
We almost discarded it, the rickety dresser that couldn’t quite find its center It was covered in a fine layer of dust, the grime a testament to years of neglect Each drawer was more stuck than the last as if it knew salvation was out of reach, as if it understood there were better offerings, shiny and new, out there in the world somewhere Still… … Continue reading Second Chances
Whimsical, these billowing winds that caress wayward skies I am refreshed and renewed Soul shimmers and shines Image by Anant Sharma from Pixabay prompts: #DimpleVerse, #JuneFalls19 Continue reading Winds of Whimsy
Spring wriggles free of Old Man Winter’s grasp like a taste of lime and honey in afternoon tea. The perfect elixir to chase away those blues I see. Her warriors, the fuzzy yellow bumble bees, make sweet music in the garden over by the sea. Humming, buzzzzzzzing workers in groups of two and three. Oh Spring, Spring. She anoints the trees with gentle rains until … Continue reading Spring
The little blackbird is dead No longer will I wake to the cheerful song she sang each morning from the old oak tree outside my bedroom window Oh, but she held a masterful voice and a steady tune, one I counted on to start my day I take comfort in the thought that her soothing sounds will live on in my broken heart photo: … Continue reading Little Blackbird
