I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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I gave my friend some peanut brittle when what she wanted was butter brickle. She had a fit, even cursed a little And down her cheek a tear did trickle. I asked so kindly what was the matter. The tears … Continue reading
Stoic through battles Finally achieved true peace Wept tears of relief. Haiku using “peace” and “tear” https://www.edwinasepisodes.com/collens-weekly-poetry-challenge-31-peace-tear/ Image: Pixabay
In this little mesh laundry bag You put the things that cover your lag, When they get so very dirty, You don’t feel so very perty. Insert dirty stockings in the bag Put in machine when on washing jag When … Continue reading
WITH LOVE TO SAMMY, 63 YEARS Home, fortunate to be my pleasant place; my hubby and I talk face to face. Home, all my belongings there I stash; got a lot of stuff, just not cash. Home, cars can … Continue reading
Lesson seven, #introtopoetry subject “flavor,” use found words in the content. I found my words in a inspirational book on my desk. I chose the third word in each title unless it was an article or preposition. Therefore this poem … Continue reading
My family tree was a noble one But axed beyond recognition, Hewn down and shredded to bits Tossed, turned, spit upon Flattened, cut, and dyed Pressed, marked upon, taped A troubled girl upon my face My life traded for her life … Continue reading
I was a teen in the forties after World War Two. During the war it was said that secret codes were hidden on the back of postage stamps. That must have been the impetus for what became a fad … Continue reading
Feeling familiar, Best of both worlds—warm water Snug, wet, and cozy. Prompt for poetry Blogging U – haiku, subject water #introtopoetry
With a flourish, she sat down Sparkling smile for all – She’s the super star in town!