Category Archives: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie
GOD’S PAINT BRUSH
The palette above is presented by mindovermiserysmanagerie for a Sunday prompt. Tourmaline’s “Color Your World” calls for Mango Tango They should do well together. A stroll around my house shows some evidence of Mango Tango. First a pretty lapel pin … Continue reading
I’VE BEEN TOO BUSY
I’ve been too busy to make face-to-face phone calls, but I’ll let you know when I get ahead. ****** Photo credit Sarah Whiley https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2022/03/02/photo-challenge-405/
LAND OF SNOW CONES
I’ve peeked through this door before, It’s a land where children dwell. I was not allowed to enter I was not born alive and well. I never learned to eat or walk Never heard my mother talk. I guess they … Continue reading
SUBMISSION- A DREAM
Re-blog from 2016: I went to sleep after having arrived at a decision. It was perfect. I hadn’t had to plan to get my revenge. It had just dropped in my lap. All I had to do was ask a … Continue reading
SOS TO DAD!!!
After midnight. My son, Carl, was not home. He was over twenty so no problem except that I am a mom. Sleep was hazy. Phone rings. Sammy (Dad) answers because the phone is on his side of the bed. Old … Continue reading
A MERRY PEACEFUL CHRISTMAS TO YOU
That is the ugliest sweater I have ever seen, Gold splatters on the red and green, Background snowflakes adds some sheen, Christmas balls – count ‘em, there’s sixteen. ****************** Does that poem scream at you? Do you want to say, … Continue reading
JOB OPENINGS
Today I saw this following exchange on Face Book. (Names changed and my paraphrasing.) Elise: “Pray for me. I’m going for a job interview. First I’ve had for eight years.” Response from Janice: “You can do it. I just had … Continue reading
SIXTY-SIX YEARS!
“Hey, Mom, guess what I found in the attic in our old house on 18th Street,” Roger called as he excitedly showed me my wedding dress. We had moved into that house in 1965 so it had been there thirty-five … Continue reading
THOSE WHO WAIT
MY THANKS FOR THE MEN WHO WENT AND FOR THE WOMEN WHO WAITED. AND THANKS ALSO TO THE WOMEN WHO WENT AND THE MEN WHO WAITED. ******* Perceived conversation: “Did you get a letter from Johnny?” “Yes.” “Where is he?” … Continue reading
WHAT PRICE – LIFE?
Lucinda shivered in anxious expectation as she came home again. She was thirteen years away from the 21-year-old who sat out to find life. She had loved and lost, lived in lack and luxury, and learned a lot, but had … Continue reading
Sweet aroma 