Hi all,
This week's theme at O.S.I. is uncomfortable. Here is my take:
Willing to smile in a place unfamiliar to myself
To extend my hand beyond what is required
To listen and laugh even when I am tired
To love even in the midst of pain
To dance in the falling rain
To stretch beyond the comfort of my walls
To answer when the world calls
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Friday, July 29, 2011
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Nine Lives (Short Story)
Hi all,
It has been awhile since I've posted a short story. I'd like to share a new story I wrote today. I hope you enjoy it. This is a prompt at Acrostic Only.
Now and then, the old man with yellow eyes appeared from a vacant window. He lit the bud of his cigarette into the dark night. The moon exposed his silvery whiskers. His lips drew open but he never spoke.
Ira and I threw jagged rocks at the man. He hissed and cursed at us. The yellow in his eyes grew violent and red. He jumped out the window and chased our shadows. Our legs stretched beneath the starry night. We do not look back.
Nana scolds us when we reach the porch of our house. She rocks in her chair silently with her head bowed down. “Why do you torture the man with nine lives,” she says. “You should pity him. He has no companions in this world.”
Earth has many secrets but I shall tell you this once. There was a black cat abandoned when he was a wee kitten. He became a companion of the night and traveled everywhere with the moon. One day, the cat veered off course and onto a busy road. He was struck by a car without warning.
Life claimed it as its own, but the night mourned its little friend. Night heard the cat’s dying plea for life. The cat asked night to grant him nine lives.
In Nana’s eyes, I watch tears well up like a fountain, full and visible beneath the moon. “Ah, this part of the story makes me weep,” she sobbed.
Vainly, night sought to help and save the cat. But no one would open their door. Only screams of the cat echoed from the road.
Eternity opened her arms to the cat, but he refused such a fate. He summoned the courage to run away, and he was chased to the four corners of the world. Alas, Eternity looked but he alluded her.
Some say the cat of nine lives took on the form of a man. There he gazes longingly into night’s face.” Nana finishes her tale and looks at Ira and I with deep angst. “Take the plate of food on the table and offer it to him,” she said. “He likes to have company when he eats.” We obey silently and journey out into the quiet night.
It has been awhile since I've posted a short story. I'd like to share a new story I wrote today. I hope you enjoy it. This is a prompt at Acrostic Only.
Now and then, the old man with yellow eyes appeared from a vacant window. He lit the bud of his cigarette into the dark night. The moon exposed his silvery whiskers. His lips drew open but he never spoke.
Ira and I threw jagged rocks at the man. He hissed and cursed at us. The yellow in his eyes grew violent and red. He jumped out the window and chased our shadows. Our legs stretched beneath the starry night. We do not look back.
Nana scolds us when we reach the porch of our house. She rocks in her chair silently with her head bowed down. “Why do you torture the man with nine lives,” she says. “You should pity him. He has no companions in this world.”
Earth has many secrets but I shall tell you this once. There was a black cat abandoned when he was a wee kitten. He became a companion of the night and traveled everywhere with the moon. One day, the cat veered off course and onto a busy road. He was struck by a car without warning.
Life claimed it as its own, but the night mourned its little friend. Night heard the cat’s dying plea for life. The cat asked night to grant him nine lives.
In Nana’s eyes, I watch tears well up like a fountain, full and visible beneath the moon. “Ah, this part of the story makes me weep,” she sobbed.
Vainly, night sought to help and save the cat. But no one would open their door. Only screams of the cat echoed from the road.
Eternity opened her arms to the cat, but he refused such a fate. He summoned the courage to run away, and he was chased to the four corners of the world. Alas, Eternity looked but he alluded her.
Some say the cat of nine lives took on the form of a man. There he gazes longingly into night’s face.” Nana finishes her tale and looks at Ira and I with deep angst. “Take the plate of food on the table and offer it to him,” she said. “He likes to have company when he eats.” We obey silently and journey out into the quiet night.
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Monday, July 25, 2011
Need (O.S.I)
Hi all,
Here is a new poem for O.S.I. This week's theme is need.
Bears need honey like I need you
A pot of sweetness when I'm feeling blue
Golden joy sweetened by your smile
That lasts from sun up to sun down
Earth needs sun like I need you
The light of dawn to chase the moon
A wash of sunbeam in your glance
That fills my heart with pure romance
Here is a new poem for O.S.I. This week's theme is need.
Bears need honey like I need you
A pot of sweetness when I'm feeling blue
Golden joy sweetened by your smile
That lasts from sun up to sun down
Earth needs sun like I need you
The light of dawn to chase the moon
A wash of sunbeam in your glance
That fills my heart with pure romance
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Reason (Acrostic)
I believe every thing in life happens for a reason. This is the inspiration for this acrostic.
Right or wrong
Every moment possesses
A better answer
Summoning new courage
Onward we face
Now seek change
Right or wrong
Every moment possesses
A better answer
Summoning new courage
Onward we face
Now seek change
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Sun's Reflection
The sun beams
In its own reflection
Laughs at its shimmering face
View other lovely skies here.
Happy Sky Watch!!
Monday, July 18, 2011
Strings in Three Haikus
Hi all,
I have written three haikus for Haiku Heights. The theme this week is strings.
May I take your strings
Unravel them from each hook
Pry open your heart
Almost free of strings
Bid the world a last goodbye
A home in the sky
Down the string of love
How you swing with joy to me
Open wide my heart
I have written three haikus for Haiku Heights. The theme this week is strings.
May I take your strings
Unravel them from each hook
Pry open your heart
Almost free of strings
Bid the world a last goodbye
A home in the sky
Down the string of love
How you swing with joy to me
Open wide my heart
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Lessons End to End
Happy Sunday all,
Here is a free style poem I wrote when reflecting on life's lessons and what they teach us:
All the lessons
End to end
They extend themselves
Hands uplifted
I recognized not
The love between
The lessons
End to end
Nurturing me
Here is a free style poem I wrote when reflecting on life's lessons and what they teach us:
All the lessons
End to end
They extend themselves
Hands uplifted
I recognized not
The love between
The lessons
End to end
Nurturing me
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Beautiful Beaches
Hi all,
Happy Sky Watch! Here are some photos of my wonderful time at Miami Beach.
You can check out other amazing skies here
Happy Sky Watch! Here are some photos of my wonderful time at Miami Beach.
You can check out other amazing skies here
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Haiku Heights: Infatuation
Hi all,
I wrote a pair of haikus for Haiku Heights. This week's theme is infatuation.
Glancing at her face
The moon and stars beaming back
His own masterpiece
He craves the canvas
Of heaven and earth and time
To paint its beauty
I wrote a pair of haikus for Haiku Heights. This week's theme is infatuation.
Glancing at her face
The moon and stars beaming back
His own masterpiece
He craves the canvas
Of heaven and earth and time
To paint its beauty
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Sunday, July 10, 2011
Respect (O.S.I.)
Hi all,
This poem is written for O.S.I. The theme this week is respect. I felt inspired to write a poem that expresses inner strength and self esteem.
These things torn in two
Thank yous were missed and few
Friendship stayed away for a while
And the heavens were somber and blue
Love grew distant and dissipated
Time became a silent prison
Destiny’s smile slowly waned
Only self respect remained
When tomorrow unclenches her hand
And morning smiles in sweet surprise
Lift the head and let the rain in
Prayer is always sweeter in sunrise
Light always gives greater joy
As strength extends both hands
Respect what God has given and will give
Life will release its gifts and promise
This poem is written for O.S.I. The theme this week is respect. I felt inspired to write a poem that expresses inner strength and self esteem.
These things torn in two
Thank yous were missed and few
Friendship stayed away for a while
And the heavens were somber and blue
Love grew distant and dissipated
Time became a silent prison
Destiny’s smile slowly waned
Only self respect remained
When tomorrow unclenches her hand
And morning smiles in sweet surprise
Lift the head and let the rain in
Prayer is always sweeter in sunrise
Light always gives greater joy
As strength extends both hands
Respect what God has given and will give
Life will release its gifts and promise
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Crater (O.S.I.)
Hi all,
I am late posting but nonetheless inspired by this week's prompt at O.S.I.
Dipped in white
A stunning moon
Swims about
The galaxy
Its immensity
Engulfs the universe
By its splendor
Craters are beauty marks
Endless and deep
Its history hidden
Find a space
Mark your place
On the moon
I am late posting but nonetheless inspired by this week's prompt at O.S.I.
Dipped in white
A stunning moon
Swims about
The galaxy
Its immensity
Engulfs the universe
By its splendor
Craters are beauty marks
Endless and deep
Its history hidden
Find a space
Mark your place
On the moon
Monday, July 4, 2011
Spectacular Sky
Hope you all had a spectacular 4th of July!!
Spectacular sky
Crackles with light
Dazzles the eyes
Fireworks explode
With shimmering joy
Putting smiles on the faces
Of every girl and boy
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