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Escape

Colors bursting across the sky, Soul is thirsting to rise and fly, Into the air, escaping life, Away from care, worry, strife; Above the earth, toward the sun, Full of mirth, reckless fun. No path to trace from those before, An open space, my open door. My spirit sails on endless seas, A course unveiledContinue reading “Escape”

Photo Prompt

I participate in several writing prompts, but I don’t normally host them myself. Just out of curiosity, I wanted to try this one. This is a photo of a door under the stairs that leads to the basement of the house in which I am living. At the bottom of my basement stairs, there isContinue reading “Photo Prompt”

Holding On

It’s hard to stay up when they keep knocking you down, It’s difficult to stay positive in a negative world, Your voice can’t be heard when you don’t make a sound, Want to be a grown woman but you’re just a little girl. Things could be better, but you don’t want to try, What doesn’tContinue reading “Holding On”

Caturday, Oct. 15th, 2022

“Zak, sit.” Teaching my cat to sit and “fetch.” He’s fetching treats, so that makes it easier, and he doesn’t return them, because he eats them, of course. Thanks for visiting and watching this video. If you enjoyed it, please click the like button and leave a comment. Follow me if you would like toContinue reading “Caturday, Oct. 15th, 2022”

The Contest

We were made for only one purpose: to be eaten.  But first, we will have to wait. We are put on display while we anticipate our death sentence. The ravenous beasts come by and gaze at us hungrily, almost lustfully. They are not allowed to eat us, however, until the bell is rung.  Just asContinue reading “The Contest”

No Time

Waiting too long at traffic lights– It’s no delight. People too slow, They need to go. The light turns green, thank God, at last! Step on the gas. I’m out of sight, It’s time to write. Sixty seconds left on the clock; Life’s run amok. I don’t have time, To end this rhyme. Copyright ©Continue reading “No Time”

Through the Mist and Fog

Through the mist and fog, We traveled; Mysteries of song, Unraveled. To subside our fears, We talked; Lest something hiding near, We walked. O’er the ground we’re rushing, In retreat; Leaves all around, we’re crushing, ‘Neath our feet. Howling in the woods: They’re calling, Prowling; nothing good, Befalling. Stopped ahead in our path– A beast;Continue reading “Through the Mist and Fog”