Wafer-thin like parchment paper was her aged and petite hands, In utter awe, I watched them fashion such a dance with magic. Smooth was the full, ample wooden bowl from a long history, Of the artful formation of her famously yummy buttermilk biscuits. Fingers old and steady, so familiar with each curve as she readies…
Category: Trust
Top Billing
They walk proudly, petite heads held high,Eyes darting about at the sound of any unfamiliar noise,Both leads growing taunt as a squirrel runs by. Red ants enfold the corpse of a tree frog,Steering excited feet away from their potential sting,Greeting a neighbor about to start his jog. Tails wag as smell leads them to new…
Love and Coffee
Sweet the smell of his now sunken pillow Where he lays his buzzed and weary head. Gentle sounds carefully filtered find a way Into my cozy waking moments in our bed. Sheets still warm hold imprints of touch, Along with fragments of his voice deep. Gentle footsteps in the kitchen moving, Making coffee to awake…
Over One Hundred Following – Feeling Grateful Tonight
Thank you to everyone who has visited, liked, or commented on my blog. Please know that it means a lot to me. I feel privileged to be part of such a creative, supportive, and diverse writing community. It makes me happy to express and share my feelings and thoughts through my words. I feel blessed…
Merry-Go-Round
On a merry-go-round of perception on a tall prancing, painted horse, Shifting patterns of movement and thoughts are fleeting swiftly by, Recesses of memories, flying by with odd faces, I try to stay the course. Tightening my grip on leather straps, I can remember those days gone by, A small, speedy heart is pumping, as…
Deceitfulness
Pierced with sharp objects the skin grows tight, Disillusionment fraught with dishonesty stings, As those you love, with one swipe cut at your wings! Your adversary hides like the spider in a new web, Jealousy, cruelty and embitterment take a slice, Your heart is now fully aware of their shallow device. Your tissue toughens to…
My Wrath
Lips pucker and brows wrinkle as he stares.Anger burrows in deep erasing his kind features.Borne is this unsummoned yet familiar creature,From the inferno of my own unrestrained wrath.Stinging remarks racing from my impertinent gateway,Chilling his heart and granting birth to my sin and guilt. by Joni 6/19
Remember, Never Forget
Night shrouded in confusion, The jungle spewed forth, It’s rain, bugs and all beasts, Slithering forth, Amongst the sulking fog. Standing guard in the dark, Soaked in mud and fear, Diligent eyes darting perimeters, Guarding brothers, Desperate for slumber. So lonely, and how he craved, A cigarette for company, But the light was an open…
The Garden of Gethsemane
Christ loved, was devoted, preached, and fed and did so many heal,What trying thoughts, must have he borne, and carried with him here,Could he feel the anger and the hate from the many, as he did thus kneel? As Jesus prayed to his Father, Peter, John, and James fell off to sleep,Flesh took over, giving way…
My Best Friend Janette
My friend’s pain pushes on my swollen heart,Strength like a lioness, beauty bursting forth,Trials dragging and pulling deep inside her,Yet she reigns in life with such great strength! A survivor, savoring each moment life gives, Admiration and amazement I feel tenderly,Towards my friend, a link, a gift of love to me,Never complaining, but a statue, and…