It is on Sunday And mostly late in the day Scent buttery sweet A ride in the car and the roof all the way down Light blue eyes and sky What lasts forever? All of this turns to rubble After time weathers Charred and burned on stove with baby boy on her hip Smoke a… Continue reading French Toast
Haiku: The Trees Tree touches my soul, with its branches completely still. Splendor, none compares. Photo by @kirillz
Trespasses against me not forgotten easily, the hell, is waiting at my door. I asked, to be set free from this, stale misery Now, here you are... back for more. It only takes a minute to remember what you've done. It only takes a minute and I'm on my way, I run. I try… Continue reading To Forgive
Happy New Year! Before I fully step into a brand new year, I have to take note of the one that just ended. I hear a lot about how horrible of year we just had. Moving forward with a new start surely feels good. Perhaps it is my age and sorry to see yet another… Continue reading As I Remember It
Today, every reason I had, every objection, all worry, doubt and concern, lay in a deep puddle of what feels like, a wasted effort. There is a part of me that wants to write explicitly about it, but more importantly, I want to have hope that we all can work through it. Photo by clarita
Perhaps it is time to give lady liberty back? With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" When my ancestors made their way to… Continue reading EXODUS
It is the eve of election day and tonight is intense going over the idea of how things might be after tomorrow. When this song came across my feed it really hit close to home for me. The words resonate to the highest with what I have been feeling lately. Maybe it will touch base with… Continue reading America
I am numb where patriotism is concerned and I hope this feeling subsides. For awhile I stopped expressing my opinion about the election. Of course I've known all along I live among conservatives. However, I guess I really did not understand the severity of standing up and speaking out for human rights. In my mind's eye, I… Continue reading Paint Your Patriotism
