I’d like to go off grid –
but only part way. Continue reading
I’d like to go off grid –
but only part way. Continue reading
What gifts was I given
when all the talents were handed out?
Do I have a talent?
Looking at my life I have some doubt. Continue reading
She had ambition.
She had a dream.
She had focus.
She was going to make it
so it would seem. Continue reading
While discussing with someone who was getting a divorce I used the phrase “prelude to love.” I liked the phrase so I worked it into a poem. It reminds me of a song Reba would sing. Am I wrong?
I am a fool.
I thought we had forever.
I thought it was love.
I thought we were together. Continue reading
I shed a tear
I don’t know why.
Suddenly consumed with fear –
I could not reason –
I could not think it through –
I could not find a plan –
I didn’t know what to do. Continue reading
A quote I read “Life was cheap in war” said by Martin Cohn in Unbroken written by Laura Hillenbrand, pg 87 is the inspiration for this poem.
The soldier preparing for battle
about to do the dirty chore
looks at his buddy on the left
and his pal on the right
and realizes life is cheap in war. Continue reading
I can imagine her
walking with friends to school.
Her tiny legs carried her
while obedience was her fuel. Continue reading
When you look at a task
that seems difficult for you
take a deep breath and say,
“I got this,” then jump in and do. Continue reading