In a sea of chaos she made blooms out of worries and music out of madness.   C. Churchill

THROUGH MY WINDOW   When the morning calls me to start my day And I find my desk full of work and woe I know that across the stone covered way Sweet Bud and Rosie are saying hello.   I find that their spirts will…

The stars, like fireworks, brilliant to watch but undoubtedly painful to the touch

Arrival to a destination unknown, departure from the familiar comforts of home we see many unfamiliar aspects of other people’s lives yet we tarry onward to experience new things. Passage into unfamiliar territory is exhilarating, new destinations bring high expectations without disappointment. Reaching the highest…

Some lament their long-gone hair When chemo steals it, leaves them bald. Some wear hats to hide behind, While others flash their flowing scarves.   Like hamsters falling from their heads, Large clumps fall out and make them cry— But that’s not how my headgear…

In this busy life Where everything is moving in fast forward Where every person is out of breath And we have become machines Without emotions or feelings All we need is to slow down For what we have now would not last forever So slow…

Win within my grasp Though somewhat unfulfilling Yet I have had fun

I guess it’s safe to say, that all things happen for a reason that all roads lead back to home that if it’s meant to be, it will be but what if.. what if things don’t happen for a reason that all roads don’t lead…

pipe smoke spicy sweet tobacco puffed thoughtfully in little circles nursery rhymes a different one for each of us individual nicknames and songs to match a little home organ played often music and laughter still rings in my ears on the days that i want…

Prompt 20, Hour 16 I want you to write a poem about a journey, a literal or metaphorical one, but you cannot use the word journey or trip in the poem   Squat crosslegged, backbone erect, shoulders pushed back slightly Eyesight straight ahead, close eyes…