Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
my imprisoned heart
consecrated by your love
once whole, now broken
This broken shard of pottery embellished with (what looks to me like) hearts immediately brought to mind the end of something—love or perhaps even obsession. All things end. Sometimes that’s not a bad thing. And sometimes it is. Take your pick.
Thanks to Teresa for returning to us! And for your new Daily Prompts.
I originally wrote this way back in June of 2018 but it still (sadly) fits my mood AND although it may be bending the rules a bit to use an old piece, it (more happily) perfectly fits Linda’s final JusJoJan prompt “chaos”.
Thanks Linda. Sorry I wasn’t more present in January but … well you know. CHAOS.
Fresh Start Begins, Then
Time, In Cahoots with Chaos
Spins Us to the End
Inspiration Thanks to Daily Prompts at Putting My Feet in the Dirt
Photo Credits: Brian Brakebill
memories held tight
‘til like a viper they rise
unfurling like smoke
I’ve been largely AWOL this past month for various reasons but I’m trying to reengage, so thanks to the following for inspiring me to do a bit-o-thinking and writing.
Shout out to my always favorite haiku challenge at Ronovan Writes and to the MLMM photo challenge. The photo gave me mood and Ronovan gave me words. (I substituted viper for asp and rise for jump, but you get the idea.)
Photo Credit – https://www.deviantart.com/aa-xxx/art/his-legacy-23483872
Birth and death unite
A solitary cocoon
Ashes to ashes
Thanks to Ronovan Writes for a great challenge that made me think AND reminded me of one of my fave songs.
Oh David Bowie, how I love you!!
the key and the kite
met the light of the heavens
and the end was nigh
Thanks to Linda and her SoCS KEY challenge.
WE are the key! Even if Ben’s kite story is apocryphal, climate change is REAL.
Tina Stewart Brakebill 