Who am I that I breathe and live upright? Under constellation of blazing stars Staring at the morning’s first rays of light Living in a world filled with mixed bizarre Who am I to be counted in the fold One of his sheep that grazes over time A child from a rib, neither young nor old Waiting for forgiveness of one’s own grime Who am I standing here in pondered pause Faith borne of hope in a fragile abode WhileRead more
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Grumbles and Yawns
Monday morning comes ’round on the whisper of fleeting darkness It spreads across the horizon in hues of navy and crimson or surrounded by the mist of winter’s fog New life, new breath New work week Monday never knows what joy or sadness or need of coffee it brings It simply is Accepted as a day to start over or cursed by the loss of the past two days Monday is both love and dread Smiles and frowns Monday followsRead more
One-Liner Karma
As seen in a Christmas shop over the Labor Day weekend. This could also be a message from God. Or Santa Claus. Or the stars in the sky. So, you better be careful. Better watch out. Be very good. Be faithful. Don’t pout. If you believe… (Only 111 days until Christmas) This post has been brought to you by the repercussions of bad behavior and Linda Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday. If you are wondering what One-Liner Wednesday is all about, CLICKRead more
