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Continue reading →: A song referencing drugs #SLS
This week for song lyric Sunday, our theme, suggested by Nancy of the elephants trunk, is to find a song that references drugs, or alcohol, and I think I’ve picked a good one! This song is one I love. I’ve even been known to sing it at karaoke’s. It is…
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Continue reading →: Most influential teacher
My most influential teacher was my art teacher miss Forrestal. She did everything in her power to nurture my creativity. I learned so much about how to work with clay from her. She made doing art fun. She was also a wonderful listener. There were many times when I felt…
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Continue reading →: A mama and her baby
Beneath the waves where the sunlight winks, And the ocean hums in blue-green syncs, A mother whale with a graceful glide Swam with her baby right by her side. “Now listen up,” said Mom with flair, “Don’t chase every bubble you see down there. And please don’t boop that pufferfish—…
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Continue reading →: No longer alone
The rain had been falling all evening—thin at first, like a whisper against the pavement, then steady, soaking, the kind that makes the world feel smaller. Liam almost missed his bus because of it. He ran the last stretch, hood half-up, shoes slapping against the wet ground, breath fogging in…
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Continue reading →: Book club
I used to be part of a book club. We used to meet monthly. We’d pick a book and we’d read it, and then we’d meet to discuss it. It was awesome. Sadly the book club funding was cut, so we stopped meeting. It was a club run by our…
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Continue reading →: Fresh was the morning
Di is our host for the 3TC prompt, each day she gives us 3 words, the words for the prompt that I am writing to now were: Fresh, flight, further. Three Things Challenge #MM370 Here is my response…a poem! 💜💜💜😄😄💐💐 Fresh was the morning, soft and bright, A whisper carried…
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Continue reading →: A hidden entrance
Thanks Di for hosting 3TC! Three Things Challenge #MM369 Our words this time are: Ether, entrance, easy. Here is what I came up with 😄😄🤗🤗 In the quiet town of Larkspur, Mira found an old doorway hidden behind ivy. The brass handle felt warm, as if it remembered every hand…
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Continue reading →: Tis
‘Tis those whom have suffered much dishonesty that truly appreciate honesty,‘Tis those whom have suffered much hate that truly appreciate love,‘Tis those whom have suffered much loneliness whom truly appreciate comradeship.And for those of us whom have fought many silent battles that truly appreciate peace. Paul Watkiss 2020
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Continue reading →: Reenas Xploration challenge 21st March
They told us: be grateful— for the crumbs, for the quiet, for the mercy of being overlooked. They pressed the word thanks into our mouths like a gag, called it humility, called it grace. But we learned early— gratitude bent that far becomes a spine that forgets its shape. So…
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Continue reading →: Spiral of healing
There was a time when silence felt safer than breath, when memory moved like broken glass beneath the skin of every hour. I learned to walk carefully through my own thoughts, as if one wrong step might wake the storm again. They said healing would come softly— but it did…
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Continue reading →: Living poetry
This is written in response to Bart’s Monday poetry prompt. He gave us 3 words rapid, five, and condition, and our challenge is to write a poem using those words. Here is my poem 💜💜 In a fragile **condition** of almost-light, where thoughts flicker faster than breath, I counted to…
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Continue reading →: Be your own definition of amazing, always
“They keep saying that beautiful is something a girl needs to be. But honestly? Forget that. Don’t be beautiful. Be angry, be intelligent, be witty, be klutzy, be interesting, be funny, be adventurous, be crazy, be talented – there are an eternity of other things to be other than beautiful.…
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