Bethany has been sick with butterfly fever. No one knows how to take care of this. She does not want me to get it though I don’t think a lion can get a butterfly sickness. She is in a butterfly tree -all alone. At first I was afraid and reminded of how lonely I wasContinue reading “Butterfly Fever #covid19 #children”
Tag Archives: strength
Strong Beauty #Mothersday #Love
drop of love endures storm’s seas strong arms To the woman whose strength is her beauty. Her compassion is her smile. She wills us to be better and she stands by us in our worst moments. Her applause thunders in pride in our success. One day to radiate our love back!!
The Water’s Will #haiku #photography
Intent on passage water’s surge at weakness stone cannot endure Haiku gives a place to explore the profound meaning behind words. Today’s prompt at Carpe Diem is “Willpower.” photography: “Split Stone” L. Moon © 2013
Mixture of All Things
You whirl and mix the elements sometimes silent other times you howl I am always amazed at your strength I can stand in the middle of you you hold me up grab me swirl me around I feel displaced in your presence you pull at the very essence of me when you are gone IContinue reading “Mixture of All Things”
When Two Worlds Collide
I stood there pensive not knowing where to turn you decided for me your strong grasp was firm *** The way you pulled me closer -next to you told me a story what we had to do *** We broke our orbit left the known behind moved ahead and gathered all the stars in lineContinue reading “When Two Worlds Collide”
Infuse with HOPE (another “I” in a series)
Need for Hope With all the stuff going on in our world, I was thinking about the need for Hope. I’m cheating a little with “infusing hope” – I know you will excuse the stretch. Hey infuse is an ‘I”! Hope is not an easy concept to tackle (at all!!!) It’s abstract and hard toContinue reading “Infuse with HOPE (another “I” in a series)”
Hope (a poem during the storm)
Hope is seen in the eyes of a child heard in the first notes of dawn felt in a lover’s first kiss given freely by a friend An anchor holding fast life’s storms cannot tear upon who never goes amiss turns the darkness to day Stands watch over the frail endures so much sustains usContinue reading “Hope (a poem during the storm)”
