Hope is that curiosity leads to adventure;That discovery results in wonderment;That joy is found in the little things;That love is all encompassing;That the exigencies of life promote strength;That, through it all, a little innocence remains. Written in response to “W3 Prompt #48: Wea’ve Written Weekly,” hosted by poet of the week, Kerfe Roig. “Begin yourContinue reading “A Little Innocence”
Tag Archives: Life
Me In The Tree
I lost my mother to Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma over a year ago. Her dear friends planted a Red Maple in her memory at a neighborhood park, where my mother enjoyed walking and bird watching. I had the pleasure of visiting the maple this week, just as the leaves are starting to turn. It reminded me ofContinue reading “Me In The Tree”
A thrilling ride called life.
I know it appears I am staring incoherently as I attempt to process the meaning of the jarring words I have just heard. I understand what is happening; likely better than the specialists surrounding my bed, uttering conciliatory words and promises. These well-intentioned men and women are determined to make me whole again. It isContinue reading “No Control”
When It’s There
When it’s there, it’s there. It clicks into place, A piece of a puzzle, Connecting a whole. A cognizant moment; An inexplicable bond; A strong attraction; An insistent pull. It cannot be forced; It cannot be avoided; It just happens, And you know it is there.
Me In The Tree
My feet are planted firmly on the ground, As my toes drive deep into the damp earth; A sturdy foundation for my erect torso. Standing tall, my arms spread wide; My fingers stretch toward the sky sprouting leaves. My eyes stare as two woodpecker holes. I wait and I watch. For hundreds of years, IContinue reading “Me In The Tree”
Good choices, spinning a positive light; Great choices, filling our lives with abundance; Unfortunate choices, setting us back a bit; Awful choices, sending us into a tailspin. Choices so inconsequential, We don’t even realize we are making them; Choices so profound, There is no turning back. Maybe we choose not to make aContinue reading “Choices”