In the stars…

I see you… You see me… There’s a chemistry. I’m feeling you. You’re feeling me, But are we meant to be? Smelling your scent is Aromatic serenity. I become engulfed in the moment. Taken in by your flattery. Your interest is apparent and seen. I dream about how you could be. A vision of pleasantries,…

Haiku: Candid

  Candid  intentions She relents to no command Terrible 2 strikes

SiStars

Heaven sent constituents Contributing to the best in me Incandescent blessings Emitting positive energy Glowing and shedding light Invested in my spirit Imbuing genuine synergy A connection held tight Candid  with affirmations Speaking firm truths Consistent boundaries and verities A Wall of fortitude Accepting of my imperfections Avid intercession for my hopes and wishes. Guardians…

To the finish

Only the flesh grows old While the soul grows wise Youthful spirit trapped Behind elderly eyes We try with our might To hide behind guises To cover our age, Our certain demise Stares right in our face… A reflection that states That no matter how hard you race Or how quick the pace Time always…

The Pursuit of Faith

via Daily Prompt: Pursue My soul, meager at best, gaunt and weary from life Grapples for the morsels of residual faith that my past has left behind Desperately clenching for sanity’s sake for an unfaltering frame of mind… I Pursue  the hem of His garment Breathless and panting, scrabbling upon my threshing floor… Dirt and anguish heavy upon my face Grace infiltrated and exclaimed “No more!” There…

Daily Prompt: Picturing Ouma

via Daily Prompt: Exquisite One day with nothing to do, I went poking around in Ouma’s room. I found a photo of her in her youth. She was absolutely beautiful. Her hair was in a bun, with a pin like a crown. She had on a long, flowing, dramatic ball gown……. And she smiled… Something…

Not Invisible

via Daily Prompt: Unseen Unseen is the oil that runs the machine. The workers who toil for the American dream. Who clean and cook the food you eat. Who serve for low wages and are barely capable of feeding their families. One check from the streets, but working fervently. Unnoticed and Unredeemed. Unseen are the good deeds. Hatred is filling news…

Light Within

via Daily Prompt: Shine There’s been too many times in life That I’ve allowed someone to steal my light To take the sun from my day The stars from my night Finally, the bulb clicked and now The knowledge sticks That other people don’t determine my happiness That’s too much power for anyone to get…

A mother’s lot, by S. Pearson

  They say there’s rest for the weary, but a mother’s work is never done. Sleepless nights and toilsome days are all that seem to be the sum. Wiping tears, calming fears, kissing booboos, cleaning smears Dirty dishes,  pots and pans,  trails of crumbs, sticky hands. Soiled diapers, garbage bins, laundry piles that never end….