Lonely But Not Alone #haiku #reflection

A Way in the Storm 2012 Moondust Designs

broken by cold
world's storm tears fragile promise
fragrant offering called hope


Are you finding yourself alone in this mixed up world of CoVid 19? Worries swirl about your head for yourself, family, the world.

“This is my comfort in my affliction, For your word has given me life.”

~Psalm 119:50

Hang on to the two words Comfort and Affliction that form a parenthesis around the word and very presence of affliction. Trials and afflictions (doubts and pains) may not be nullified, but they are cushioned by the faithful Word of God.

Please take heart today. He is always there.
Inspired by a fellow blogger’s post: a prayer and a flower.

In the long run…#photography #microfiction #sixwordstory

train tracks
old rails
yesterday's memories grasped at forever's horizon

it’s amazing what six words can do.

Check out My Random Ramblings and this is the Saturday Six Word Story (6WSP) Prompt “Forever”. where six words tell powerful stories.

Out With the Tide #poetry #abuse

no one could hear her screams for help

she was underwater

he had warned her

she would not capitulate

death was claiming her breath

the doorbell rang

“not a good time” he yelled

pounding on the door

this will have to wait

limp as seaweed she rose from the pool

other woman huffed at the entry

donning scratched sunglasses

 time to grab her purse, towel and keys

she went out …

Time Goes Too Fast #elderlyissues #atozchallenge #photography #poetry

 

Time…

moves as the sun

faster than we run

a round face with hands

a circular plan

each hour marked

never light never dark

Time

moves without thinking

heart beat quickly ticking

a baby’s yawn

before early dawn

colors beam

time

 day on one side

 ebbs the flow of the tide

aging woman, man

Takes their time to stand

there’s no rush

someone’s sleeping – hush

t i m e

it’s moving fast

history is past

chest more slowly rise

look into her eyes

one last breath

hands  at rest

Santa Barbara bay

I think everyone would agree that the older we get the faster the hands of time seem to move.

Maybe one thing we can do is slow those hands down a wee bit.

Going back into the memory file is a great way to stop time for a moment.

I love reliving moments with friends and family – it’s always a history lesson and most everyone likes to talk about the past.

 

T2020

How is time affecting you right now with Covid???

People I have enjoyed reading during the A to Challenge

Ronel the myth maker

 

Searching #poetry #art #elderlyissues #atozchallenge

 

 

Boys Wading

 

so easy when we’re small

no words need be expressed

I’m wading in the mud

and now I am depressed

I lost my very thought

went through my fingertips

a momentary drop

there’s so much I have missed

 

Searching when we are young seems part of the mystery of learning.

The discovery is part of the looking.

As we age it seems we search more and the lengthy discovery crescendos in frustration

So how do we as caregivers dial frustration down?

Don’t find the word that was lost look for it with your family member.

If it’s an object secretly bring it closely to them so they can “find it”

“Oh there they are” reflects a lighter tone than “I have lost my mind with my glasses.”

My response: “I”m so glad you found them. It would have taken me the rest of the day.” I smile understanding the art of losing things.

This photo of this beautiful work by artist Winslow Homer reminds me why we do it. We do it together ….

 

Photo:  Winslow Homer “Boys Wading” 1873 Smithsonian

What do you do when you lose something???