I’m Lost

I fear I’m starting to lose my focus. I’m getting discouraged with all this ruckus. Every day is something new presented I’m confused, (this is so demented.) One day I learned to do it this way. And the next I was told this isn’t the way. So now I’m dumbfounded and stuck between What I … Continue reading I’m Lost

Parting

The time we have to shareIsn’t something we control We may scheme and plan and try But it’s not within our hold. And just because we are partedDoesn’t mean we didn’t feelThe bonds we make in lifeCan fill our journey with zeal. Be thankful for the timeWe walked the path together Through good times and … Continue reading Parting

Tone

Tone is everything. Tone influences attitude. It is word choice and inflection. A harmless question asked in the wrong tone can elicit an unwanted response. “Trigger” questions/ ”trigger” statements/ ”trigger” responses.  These make the hearer defensive. It causes the blood pressure to rise. Fists to clench, voices to strain. On the flip side, an insult … Continue reading Tone

The Other Shoe

Maybe I’m the only one, who’s had everything come undone; after orchestrating all I can, to control my destiny with my plan. Everything aligned, nothing out of place; check every I and every T just to be safe. And while I’m working on the details of plan A, preparing for that go live day, I … Continue reading The Other Shoe

Anger

Fists clenched tight Muscles struggle and strain Jaws clamped shut Upward shoots the pain Eyes glassed over Tears fall like rain Red is my vision  I fight to maintain  Exhale, inhale Try to refrain Hold it together  Composure remained  Inside rages war Acid through my veins  Cut you down to size Before it reaches my … Continue reading Anger

Letter Writing

Letters are the worst... I don’t have trouble writing to a general public, but writing to someone specific often gives me difficulty. I spend hours slaving over verbiage... And punctuation... Making every effort to succinctly convey my message... All to scrap it and start over from the beginning. Numerous times. It’s so frustrating! Why can’t … Continue reading Letter Writing

Oaks and Seeds

I’m sitting here waiting for someone.  I’m by myself in my car.  A lawn service is cutting grass nearby.  Gorgeous oak trees full of Spanish moss, bright green leaves and poison sumac are in view.  I hear chatter, people laughing in the distance.  There is a breeze coming through the downed windows of the car. … Continue reading Oaks and Seeds