I read your note it brought a host Of memories so near and dear As though a whimsical tender ghost Suddenly whispered in my ear Emotion deep and touching be No matter where or what we did Sitting under a large shade tree Much more fun when twas forbid I shall always keep you close […]
Month: April 2017
Yarn
Yarn Satisfaction guaranteed Yarns and stories fill a need Warming hands across a barrel A moment without a quarrel Huddled together for warmth Momentarily transformed From loneliness or despair Caught up in a story where The promise of another life Replaces the current strife Fading in and out of reality Nothing here one must referee […]
Powerful Piece
I have followed Pat Capponi’s writings for many years. I have heard her speak several times – all compelling. I continue to follow her advocacy work on Facebook. Her wise thoughts have both validated as well as challenged my thinking of social class and social ‘service’. Her late sister Diana was instrumental in helping me […] […]
Well written
One of the deep secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others.–Lewis Carroll In a nutshell, Stewards and Stakeholders of the Richard St. Barbe Baker Afforestation Area seeking to get the appropriate services to direct and educate the public to be respectful of the diverse […] […]
Critical Error 75
Christina stepped back wiping tears from her cheeks. “Don’t tell mom! She’ll worry if she knows I’m upset.” Paul smiled, ‘like mother like daughter’. “I think the telling should be yours, Christina. She needs to know that her life matters to you and perhaps she’ll be less inclined to take unnecessary risks.” “I know, that […]
Vulnerable
We were young, just twenty-one Yet I knew you were the one Stardust once was in my eyes My love for you I vocalized Together as one you and I Forever together do or die So certain we would last for years Sadly drowning in an ocean of tears Romantic illusions broken and crushed […]
Liebster Blog Award
Sarah your a complete delight. I love that you take time to chat, whether long or short, as you have such a busy life. I love your humour, your writing skills are par excellent! I enjoy spending time with you. Thank you for including me in your busy routine.
Perfume
Perfume Cal found her intoxicating. It wasn’t one thing but many. Her effervescence, her joie de vivre, the way her eyes lit up when she encountered something exciting interesting or moving. How tender her heart was, that moved her to run to any child hurt or crying to pick them up if they’d fallen down. […]
Critical Error 74
Christina snagged Paul early the following morning. “Can we talk for a minute?” “Sure, Christina, what’s up?” “I thought I’d check into the mind-set if that’s possible of the perp. I don’t get it.” “Ok, go on,” Paul urged. “According to what I’ve found, there are four types of stalkers. The Rejected stalker – is […]
Liebster Blog Award
Liebster Blog Award! A grateful thank you to birdflight for nominating me for this delightful award. It certainly came out of the blue but I’m touched as well. The rules of this award: 1. Acknowledge the blog who nominated you and display the award. 2. Answer the 11 questions the blogger gives you. 3. Give […]
Zany #AtoZChallenge #amwriting
I’ve thoroughly enjoyed the challenge of coming up with a new word for each letter of the alphabet, in my case “emotions”. Thank you all for reading and hopefully enjoying. I look forward to the next time round. Larissa was looking with eager anticipation to her first televised show, “Zany by Degree” starring, none […]
Knackered
Knackered Ever felt so knackered Even thought was scattered You had to ask if someone Saw you climb in bed, anyone? I must have run a marathon For I surely feel exhausted Not bright or chipper, just addlepated Yes my get up and go, surely got up and went That pillow fight that I lost, […]
So beautiful I had to re-share
I live in Cordoba, Spain, which is surrounded by hills, called Sierra Morena. Towards the north of the city, away from the historic Old Town and the busy modern town centre lies a residential area, where I often go for long sunny walks. These photos of some gates of the villas I walk past were […] […]
Youthful #AtoZChallenge #amwriting
Jessie was 91 and joked she didn’t look a day over 90 and proud of it. What a ham, what a delight. She held court three days a week at Marisa’s boutique arriving at ten am and leaving precisely at three considering her day well spent. Her stories were timeless, energetic, scandalous (for her day), […]
Blanket
Blanket A blanket of snow covers the land Twinkling, sparkling, gloves in hand We rush to greet pure white pristine snow Our faces awash with expectant glow Spring now upon us, buds so lush Such delight awaits a painters brush How entrancing are blossoms in bloom Amid an ever-changing fragrant costume A blanket of […]
Xenophobic #AtoZChallenge #amwriting
Anna welcomed everyone. She was a natural at placing regulars and new arrivals at ease. Hiring her was the best move Frank ever made. Youthful, vibrant, a seeker of life, that summed up a part of who she was. Loving and caring following closely behind. Other’s held the position before her, showing xenophobic tendencies (stranger […]
Roots
Roots Those without roots, always adrift Never belonging life is makeshift Wandering roaming, minute fragments No solidarity with no attachments Gathering no dust, not settled or part Of what makes up life, right from the start Roots give us essence as human beings Evidence of generations never fleeting For some it is everything knowing […]
Warmhearted #AtoZChallenge #amwriting
Daniel smiled. He’d found her Achilles heel. She was his ticket. Being a great manipulator he always struck the vulnerable at their weakest point. Hers was warmth. Ava was discerning, that was obvious. Still, he was a better actor he was sure of it. The warmhearted act had won her over, finally. It was a […]
Vulnerable #AtoZChallenge #amwriting
Stacey had never felt this vulnerable in her life. Sharing on an intimate scale was a new experience for her and yet that’s how she felt around Jake. He was tall, athletic and a cop. The last thing she’d expected was to feel vulnerable around him. More than that, she hadn’t expected the relationship to […]
Unsettled #AtoZChallenge #amwriting
Shania Twain’s “Whose Boots” played in the background. Anita sighed. She loved her. Talented woman with thousands of songs that moved her to the core. Her success was well earned. Prancing around the dance hall to one after the other, making up and adding her own movements, her ballet style all her own, she moved […]
Critical Error 73
Eilea was on edge. It showed in jerky movements, darting glances, and hesitation. She was right to feel agitated. He was a seasoned cop and he felt the touch of nerves. Never as acutely felt as now, with Eilea and her kids involved. They were dear to his heart. He knew when the time was […]
Tolerant #AtoZChallenge #amwriting
Tolerant, thoughtful, tender. The words on her headstone. She’d lived up to those words and they’d served her well until that final day when tolerance had been her undoing. Greta hadn’t suspected he was anything other than what he purported to be. Standing over her grave masked in an expensive auburn real hair wig, blue-tinted […]
Gray
Gray In a world of black or white Standing amid a bright spotlight How I longed for midnight blue To replace this grayed in hue Of nothingness that surrounds Emptiness within abounds Erase the gray admit the light Forever happiness shine bright Beauty of melody encompasses me Rainbows sunlight songs of glee Forever held in […]
Sensitive #AtoZChallenge #amwriting
Zoe was sensitive by nature. She’d grown a hard shell of protection. Advertising wasn’t for the feint of heart. It took guts, stamina, intelligence, wit and knowing the difference and awareness regarding the current climate. The banner across the stage was for her. Extolling excellence. She’d earned it, every step of the way. Dogged pursuit […]
Zip
Zip Rose brought a tray of lemonade out to the elderly woman sitting in the rocking chair. she hadn’t heard Rose’s approach, but it didn’t matter, her thoughts were obviously a million miles away in another time and another place. Rose touched her hand and Mrs. Addison’s glance turned toward her the undefined look diminishing […]