Good Bye
posted about 1 year ago | 2 comments
You came to see me last night.
When I heard the doorbell ring,
You were the last person I was expecting to see.
Divorced for nearly eight years,
We remained friends, I thought.
Until last summer.
“I came to apologize” you said.
Can four simple ...
When I heard the doorbell ring,
You were the last person I was expecting to see.
Divorced for nearly eight years,
We remained friends, I thought.
Until last summer.
“I came to apologize” you said.
Can four simple ...
Delete
posted about 1 year ago | 1 comment
Delete.
I can’t say that. It doesn’t sound right.
It doesn’t sound wrong, either.
It just isn’t how I want to say it.
Why do I have to say anything?
I haven’t done anything wrong.
What explanation do I owe anyone?
“I just want you to know…….”
De...
I can’t say that. It doesn’t sound right.
It doesn’t sound wrong, either.
It just isn’t how I want to say it.
Why do I have to say anything?
I haven’t done anything wrong.
What explanation do I owe anyone?
“I just want you to know…….”
De...
Random Acts of Kindness
posted about 1 year ago | 1 comment
It all started with a chicken salad.
It sounded so good—I really wanted one.
There’s chicken in the fridge at home,
No need to buy any.
By the time I drive all the way home
Fix my lunch and try to eat it,
My lunch time will be gone.
But so will t...
It sounded so good—I really wanted one.
There’s chicken in the fridge at home,
No need to buy any.
By the time I drive all the way home
Fix my lunch and try to eat it,
My lunch time will be gone.
But so will t...
Happy Mother's Day, Tess
posted about 1 year ago | 1 comment
I listened to “Southern Cross” by Crosby, Stills and Nash on my way to work today.
Beautiful, sunshine-filled morning in my hometown.
Lots of activity on Main Street: volunteers planting flowers along the sidewalks.
Even though I was late for wor...
Beautiful, sunshine-filled morning in my hometown.
Lots of activity on Main Street: volunteers planting flowers along the sidewalks.
Even though I was late for wor...
Four Walls
posted about 1 year ago | 0 comments
“Goodnight, sweetheart, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
She breathed a sigh of relief as she hung up the phone.
How is this all going to play out?
She hadn’t a clue.
Falling in love was easy, and wonderful.
Gentle, hesitant first steps toward him.
La...
She breathed a sigh of relief as she hung up the phone.
How is this all going to play out?
She hadn’t a clue.
Falling in love was easy, and wonderful.
Gentle, hesitant first steps toward him.
La...
Another Starry Night
posted about 1 year ago, updated 1 minute later | 0 comments
Ten o’clock at night and bright as day.
The full moon makes the backyard look magical.
Moonlight reflected off the white azalea blossoms
Looking both beautiful and surreal.
Quiet at last. The kids next door must be tucked in bed.
The only sounds ...
The full moon makes the backyard look magical.
Moonlight reflected off the white azalea blossoms
Looking both beautiful and surreal.
Quiet at last. The kids next door must be tucked in bed.
The only sounds ...
Better late than never? It's never too late?
posted about 1 year ago | 0 comments
I am one of those women who could be described as “independent”. What that means, if you are wondering, is that I can take care of myself. I don’t need a man to put a roof over my head, bring home the bacon, or fix the leaky faucet. I’ve got all t...
A Short Story
posted about 1 year ago | 0 comments
The bumpy road, rattling windshield, and choking engine
Make conversation impossible.
He looks straight ahead as he maneuvers the tricky country lane.
I sit beside him in quiet terror.
Windows rolled down, or just gone, the wind runs through the c...
Make conversation impossible.
He looks straight ahead as he maneuvers the tricky country lane.
I sit beside him in quiet terror.
Windows rolled down, or just gone, the wind runs through the c...
Your spirit
posted about 1 year ago | 0 comments
For some of you, there is a spirit that resides in your imagination.
You don’t know where it came from, or its destination.
It hovers around your head, like a mosquito from some irritating source.
Then comes at you unrelentlessly, thundering like ...
You don’t know where it came from, or its destination.
It hovers around your head, like a mosquito from some irritating source.
Then comes at you unrelentlessly, thundering like ...
A Walk Along the Beach
posted about 1 year ago | 1 comment
When I walk along the beach, my thoughts are happy ones. I cannot be mad, or troubled, or worried about anything when I hear the roar of the beautiful blue ocean. As my feet dig into the sand with every step, I become timeless: this is the same be...
