I’ve paused between an open door, Where childhood has firmly ended with my foot planted on this floor. A threshold of adulthood now beckons, Speaking wisdom, courage, and a thrill for adventures on one’s own. But green grass tickles my now lifted heel, Enchanting me with worlds unimagined. My once determined head turns, Looking back … Continue reading Betwixt a Door- Michael Erickson
Life
Angry North Winds by Donna Matthews
In honor of National Haiku Writing Month (NaHaiWriMo), let’s play around with the various Haiku acceptable forms…a few key components of a haiku include a nature theme and a seasonal word. This morning, a random cold front blew into the Houston area taking our spring-like temperatures down into the 30s tonight. Our budding trees sit … Continue reading Angry North Winds by Donna Matthews
Reality vs. Realism
it wasn't that long ago yesteryear's gone you know life not tied with a bow by now you must know indeed some highs indeed some lows overacted dramas put on airs vicarious judgments gossipy stares competing regrets struggling upsets entertainment ahead of its time you know © Franci Eugenia Hoffman A gander at me – … Continue reading Reality vs. Realism
Taking time – Eugenia
straining to listen straining to see bluebirds singing sparrows chirping the sun, orange marmalade the sky, cerulean blue the clouds, alabaster white reasons for living inhale exhale and enjoy © Franci Eugenia Hoffman A gander at me – I enjoyed a dedicated career in the insurance industry for over 20 years being rewarded both professionally … Continue reading Taking time – Eugenia
Back Into The Woods She Went, by Donna Matthews
little red riding hood knew all the stories had even met the big bad wolf but afraid she refused to live back into the woods she went she saw her grandma she heard the birds she fed the squirrel she laid in the winter sun home again her day well spent © 2014-2020 – Donna … Continue reading Back Into The Woods She Went, by Donna Matthews
THROWBACK FRIDAY: Reign of Pride
Thundershowers The raindrops flow in rivers down the window pane and I imagine them intersecting with the memories from another day. Looking through the glass, the outside world is distorted through the long water phalanges like streams…distorted like the conversation. My thoughts hijacked by the perceived slight. The harsh, uncaring attitude. I watch the treetops … Continue reading THROWBACK FRIDAY: Reign of Pride
Childish by Lazarus Shatipamba
Wax on, wax off.The Karate Kid They say i'm childish Coz i never stop playing. Like a boy with a toy in his hand I'm a poet with a pen in his hand, Always playing with words So they mistake me for a child. They say i'm childish Coz i never work. Even when i'm … Continue reading Childish by Lazarus Shatipamba
Clover Field, by Donna Matthews
It’s Saturday morning. My favorite morning today. I love all the mornings but Saturday is a wee bit special with her wide open arms of nothingness. Nothing expected. Nothing due. Nothing required of me. She just wants to hang out and let our feet wander where they will. wind cold on my face spring not … Continue reading Clover Field, by Donna Matthews
Unraveling the Unknown
I’m in my happy place…driving through the middle of no-where Utah…land of red sedimentary rock, copper mines, and known as Straight-Up Land by the Paiute Indians. The road ahead goes on for what seems forever. What is it about this road that makes me so happy? It’s not just any ol’ road. Roads carved by … Continue reading Unraveling the Unknown
Beyond the Waving Grass- Michael Erickson
Trace a silent line of beating wings, Beyond an edge of this road ahead. There I will stand before a grass sea, Waiting to take you gently by a hand. But only when the lines of time, Have traced your face with worn care. Let our hair be as silver-gray as a winter sky, And … Continue reading Beyond the Waving Grass- Michael Erickson
