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Tag Archives: words
Trying to forget Trying not to hear Those words you spoke Days ago Sitting in my head Rotting my emotions Like the leftovers Spoiling in the icebox Breaking down Causing grief Until discarded And I can’t rinse off The rancid … Continue reading
This is my resolution. I realize it’s a want-but isn’t that what a resolution is? Things we want to do but rarely end up completing. Resolution might as well be a curse word. We are placing extreme expectations on ourselves … Continue reading
Sometimes the oops isn’t one after all. I wasn’t sure I had captured the beautiful simplicity I was going for. Once I adjusted the lighting however, I was pretty happy.
Ups and downs the last few weeks. I miss writing daily, interacting and looking forward to the comments. Let’s see what has taken place over the last few weeks-my daughter had a sinus infection which caused almost an entire week … Continue reading
As the water rushes to swish onto the shore, so does the chaos of droplets to water the rocks. https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/12/07/rdp-monday-test-post/
And just that easy A vivid explosion of grief- Blindsides my vision As I scatter to focus my emotions- From important to dirt You remind me where I stand- From first choice to desperate choice You outshine the last time- … Continue reading
I finally found time to watch the Netflix Documentary called “The Social Dilemma.” And I plan on watching it with my two oldest. It’s absolutely frightening. It’s like when someone confirms your crazy theory or suspicions. And I have to … Continue reading
Yesterday morning I sat outside and started painting my glass project. I wasn’t really sure when I started what direction I was going. It ended with a representation of seasons changing at the lake. And it was a perfect project … Continue reading
Teens and kids can aggravate us to the point we just want to hit our head against the wall! But we love them. At least when they are ours. Mostly. My oldest has been under a lot lately. so when … Continue reading
Beginnings blurred Almost open Moments move quickly One bud at a time