Don’t Judge this Book
Day 321 prompt: Packaging I like to say I am who I am that what you see is what you get and yet what you see at dawn is different from […]
Day 321 prompt: Packaging I like to say I am who I am that what you see is what you get and yet what you see at dawn is different from […]
It’s nearly 10:00 a.m. on Monday morning. My East Coast clients may very well be into their second or third meeting of the day, and my Midwest colleagues are hitting […]
Day 308 prompt: Two (a haiku) two kids seemed just right then lefty came to teach me Spirit’s abundance
Day 306 post: Bathtime When kids turn up with grime Mom declares, “Bathtime!” They complain and mope And growl about the soap. Mom marvels that they’re dour. Thinking back on her […]
Day 305 prompt: Blurred some events stand singular in mind birthing a child walking the aisle laying a loved one to rest and yet these and many more happenings blur together […]
Day 304 prompt: Floor feet still stiff struggling to flex against the cool oak floor mama shuffles into the dim room wishing for night vision goggles to make out […]
Day 294 prompt: Obligations the alarm announced her obligations rouse children feed cats serve breakfast pack lunches start laundry wash dishes walk dog she did it all smiling humming warmed by […]
Day 293 prompt: Silhouette In the blue black of midnight Mama stirs, her sleepy hair chafing the pillowcase. Eyes still closed, she focuses on the silence. Only the shower head whispers […]
Day 260 prompt: Barren first time so easy I swear we shared playful winks and he arrived but then a roller coaster of plus signs on plastic sticks followed by tinges […]
Day 254 prompt: Reaching Up too short to reach high shelves school girl climbs on the counter young woman stands on a chair new bride charms groom’s long arms at-home mom […]
Day 234 prompt: Hair While mama taught the ABCs My sibs had other songs for me So my toddler tunes were various From Little Teapot to Aquarius Mom hummed The Old […]
Day 230 prompt: Pastel suburban evening running errands driving toward the sunset small, clear voice from the back seat observes the sky brushed in broad strokes of pastel at the stoplight […]
Day 221 prompt: Black Mommy? Yes … Why don’t you wear any colors bright? Why are your clothes as dark as the night? Why don’t you choose neon pink or green? […]
Day 217 prompt: Ten head longs to fall backward neck so tired from hours of strain but searching eyes pull heavy skull to scan for proof that all is well tiny […]
Day 216 prompt: Mood I know a dude Whose name is Jude. His mother stewed Over his bad mood. She came unglued At how he chewed Then spat his food. Just […]