Raining Change

It doesn’t really matter what I think about the past,
Or if my thoughts and words and actions hurt me looking back.

For only with a downpour, not a shower or a drizzle,
Can the tears within my heart bring on a change more than a little.

‘Cause the past is done and over, and the present is right now.
All the healing that I’m seeking, I can find by asking how.

When I’m living by the answer, it’s real changes that will last,
So the only thing that matters is to let the past be past!


My response to today’s
#RDP #Ragtag Daily Prompt, #Drizzle.

Farmer’s Market Visit

The coffee lady knows me;
The produce man says hi.
The barber does my haircut
And then gives me a pie.

The train guy lets me stand there
In awe just like my son,
And don’t forget fried veggies
We buy before we’re done.

The farmer’s market animals,
The cuddly goats and sheep,
Are my most favorite things,
But now it’s time to eat!

The burgers and the French fries,
A heart attack for sure,
But it’s good, and a bargain,
So I can’t ask for more!

The coffee lady knows me;
The produce man says hi.
The barber does my haircut
And then gives me a pie.


My response to Sarah’s market prompt at
dVerse.

Henry’s Last Crow

It wasn’t my idea to buy and raise chicks. But it was Easter, and they were cheap. Yes, cheap chicks. Now. Moving on.

One was spunky from the beginning. A rooster, he was named Henry. All went well until Henry became tyrannical and territorial. To be fair, he only wanted people to leave his Chicks alone. And leave their eggs alone too.

One day Henry pecked my brother, and that wasn’t the first time he picked a plucky fight with a person. I give him credit, but it lead Henry to his doom.

Next thing you know, Henry was on his way to the butcher. Let’s just say that when far away an interrupted cry sounded, it was Henry’s last.

What did my family do then?

Bring him in the house and make soup.

“Is that Henry?” I asked.

The silence told it all.


Another entry for
dVerse Prosery #1.

Also non-fiction. Yes, it’s true. You can’t make this stuff up!

What I Need

After all this time, though it’s only been 2 years, I’m not sure I can say I chose him. Instead, I believe he was chosen for me. The old saying is true: “You don’t always get what you want. But you always get what you need.”

On my crazy days, he says I’ve lost my mind. On bad days, he says everything will be OK. On days when I can’t take on the world, he reminds me I don’t have to take it on alone.

No, I didn’t choose him. But I am choosing to stay with him. When far away an interrupted cry says LEAVE! ABANDON SHIP! I smile and remember that’s the crazy, the bad, the frustrated talking.

Then, I remember my promise of friendship, love, and loyalty. I choose to keep this promise to my husband, whom I love and need.


My response to Sue Vincent’s
#writephoto prompt, choices,
Lost for #RDP #Ragtag Daily Prompt,
and “Prosery #1” at
dVerse.

I’ve been wanting to explore flash fiction for some time now. This is not fiction, but it’s a start. 🙂

Balm #RDP #Ragtag Daily Prompt

Life is stressful, we all know.
Mine’s no different, winds that blow
Come bursting out of skies of gray
And blow debris every which way.

I try and try to keep my head
From spinning, spinning full of dread…
The stress keeps me from keeping peace,
But love’s a precious balm to me.

It makes me think and cry in pain,
But never ever ends the same.
For love that changes everything
In healing hands is holding me.

I must remember as I go
Through life so fast and winds that blow,
That all is well and all is sure
In love that heals forevermore.


My response to today’s
#Ragtag Daily Prompt #RDP #Balm

Rivers of Song

I have written songs,
Unrelated to each other
Yet related to me
And relationships I have,
Have had,
Or would like to have.

Love the Broken Ones

Salty Tears

Soul Reflection

Every song
Is a river –
Flowing,
Flooded,
Or longed for.

Cry me a river?
No, I cry my own
In song.

And I feel
Better
For the cry.

And the river of my life
Flows onward!


My response to Amaya’s prompt, “Cry Me a River,” at
dVerse.

If #RDP #Ragtag Daily Prompt

If you’re wondering, “How did we get here?”
To this point of our marriage and home;

If you ask yourself questions like I do,
If your mind e’er commences to roam…

If you want to know one thing that happened
To draw us through spaces and time:

If I have to choose one,
It is quite simply done…

We are here
‘Cause I

Dropped you a
LINE!


“Line” is today’s
#Ragtag Daily Prompt.
Stop by to enjoy all the other responses!

Reflection on Sea

The sea reflects our brilliant sun
Until another day is done.

It carries me so wide and far,
A sailor following the stars.

I take a journey in my mind;
*I ask, I seek, I knock – and find.

The voyage ends and waters part
With sun reflecting in my heart.

*“Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened.
–Matthew 7:7-8 (NKJV)


My response to Sue Vincent’s
#writephoto Prompt: Yearning.

Sue, thank you for describing the image! 🙂

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