“A collection of July’s daily words.”


A thoughtful writer can be a passenger with a quill and pen, tethered to a desk, plucking ideas of an original savage plot or caper with character arcs sailing along scampering and dashing to become personalities to love or hate. WordPress daily words Continue reading “A collection of July’s daily words.”

“Patches covering magical molds of clay.”


You are a magical mold of clay, forever developing to become what you want to be. Overcoming your fears allowing dreams to discover what is over the next hill or around the corner expanding the imagination of many thoughts and ideas shaping your magical clay mold. Reflecting upon your past, who you are, where you are going, molds your magical mold of clay for a … Continue reading “Patches covering magical molds of clay.”

“Serendipity.”


It was a sunny Sunday morning as I waited in traffic for the light to change when the sounds of tires screeching interrupted my music. I instinctively peered into my rearview mirror to see a female on a bicycle dancing to music playing on her headphones unaware of the threatening sounds of injury as the skidding auto approached her bike. I scream aloud, “Watch out,” hoping … Continue reading “Serendipity.”

“Creatives, creativity, create.”


The human imagination has an unlimited capacity for creative ideas of any skill, form, and type beyond unknown insightful visions. Creatives can spend many years or a lifetime developing, and hone their creativity to satisfy the yearning of their insightful concepts and soul. For some creatives, their passions are not known immediately lying dormant within their emotions only ignited when exposed to a creativity their … Continue reading “Creatives, creativity, create.”

“Focus.”


This week’s photo challenge is titled “Focus, ” and the photo I have submitted has several items of in and our of focus. The primary object, the bridge, with the setting sun, and the clouds above are in detail focus. The cars on the bridge, the head along the lower half of the frame, the tree tops under the bridge and the safety cages along … Continue reading “Focus.”

“Against all odds at any age.”


Many baby boomers remember the 1973 exhibition tennis match also known as the battle of sexes when Women’s tennis champion Billie Jean-King defeated male chauvinist Bobby Riggs. When Yvonne Hobart walked onto the European pickle-ball court, in Helsinki Finland for the championship to the applause of cheering fans, it was all 512 residents from Hallam, her little Village located in the Newark and Sherwood districts … Continue reading “Against all odds at any age.”

“Tenderly.”


Love was my first impression and seeing you was a tender moment I will cherish forever. Our young hearts were tenderly innocent, but our passion filled the warmth of a thousand stars. Voicing our thoughts and memories to one another sprinkled with tender moments of love. Excited revelations appeared in my dreams of our future living happily ever after. WordPress daily word prompt Continue reading “Tenderly.”

“Crisp proud parents.”


Julius and Doretha Jefferson drove seven hours from Pittsburgh PA to West Point NY, to attend parents day at the US Army’s Military Academy. After a night in the local hotel, they awoke early for breakfast and took the short drive to the campus. They walk into the stadium, to climb the stairs into the stands with several hundred parents to witness their children enter … Continue reading “Crisp proud parents.”

“The Uniform.”


There are many types of uniforms from school, scouts, military, civil service, and their omnipresence is visually striking capturing the attention of everyone. Uniforms are clothing representing an organization, a team, and for many who look upon, raising moral standards and expectations with respect. The optical sight of a uniform can have a negative and for many a positive effect, but it is the person … Continue reading “The Uniform.”

“Distances and Images.”


A tragedy brought us together, but serendipitous events spawned our meeting. My heart beats slowed in response to your beauty my eyes witnessed My voice stuttered as I introduce myself, yet I cannot remember anything else I said. But, I will forever remember your voice saying yes to meet for coffee after our work. We stole two hours of our sleep sharing a cup of … Continue reading “Distances and Images.”

” The Band; Brass, Drums, and Reeds.”


Every band member in the marching and orchestra bands maintains a solidarity based on the instrument they have played their entire lives. Those who play the Trumpet, French Horns, Trombones, Baritone Horns, and Tuba considered themselves the essential rhythmic soul of the band. The woodwinds considered themselves the projected voice of the band giving rhythmic voice to the words of music. TA percussion section is … Continue reading ” The Band; Brass, Drums, and Reeds.”

“A detonated heart mourns and grieves with tears of, sorrow, and despair for a lost love.”


Over the centuries the village of Paliseul Belgium survived the horrors of the thirty-year war, several bouts with the ravages of the plague, and cholera. By the early 1800’s the village population of men dwindled from 67 to 8, and five of whom were in their late 40’s. Out of necessity, the eight village elders banded together with an idea to arranged marriages for their … Continue reading “A detonated heart mourns and grieves with tears of, sorrow, and despair for a lost love.”

“Radiating calm and coolness.”


Many years ago during my childhood, I was always my mother’s accompanier. If she went to a funeral, of a friend, I went. Evening events at the church, I went, and to pick up parts for my father’s gas station before auto parts stores delivered, I always went. I was 9 or 10 – years of age, on this one trip, traveling four-tenths of a … Continue reading “Radiating calm and coolness.”

“Survived to wander.”


Many people feel adrift in a mass marketing capitalistic world we all live within. However, some people or catapulted with a desire to wander nomadically. Wanderlust has been described by many as a form of spiritual mentality. It is usually suppressed but, can be reprieve born out of changes good or bad within their lives. A wandering nomad is infused with happiness when their daily … Continue reading “Survived to wander.”

“Unmooring to Ascend.”


A writers’ emotions are sparked and influenced by reading novels, their dreams, and many other inspirations. For the past two or three years, I have followed the online travel blogging adventures of two pair of couples who recently transitioned from RVing to begin their new adventures upon the ocean and waterways. Their adventures had me recalling my bucket list and journal writings of one day … Continue reading “Unmooring to Ascend.”

“Notorious Farce.”


When I was asked to speak here today, I was reticent because for the past three years I have looked upon you all seated here as my family and we all have shared many hours of conversation debating every topic imaginable. I believe I received the nickname “Notorious,” for my frank and direct conversations with many of the students. I’m keenly aware that many of … Continue reading “Notorious Farce.”

“I have no qualms on a precipice.”


After two months of preparations, working out at a gym and buying $987.94 worth of backpacking gear. We are on the John Muir trail in Northern California and have been hiking for two days. But, for the past two hours, we have sat on a precipice overlooking a valley into the Sierra Nevadas at just over 8000 feet. We were enjoying the unnerving silence of … Continue reading “I have no qualms on a precipice.”

Every Heart has its Secret Sorrows


Originally posted on theempathyqueen:
“Believe me, every heart has its secret sorrows, which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad.” – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Hyperion Grief is not a competition.? Sadness has no limit.? Physical or mental pain is not on a scale in comparison to any other individual. Again and again, I am reminded that… Continue reading Every Heart has its Secret Sorrows

“A chateau’s final party and goodbye.”


After fourteen months of treatments for my illness, the doctor advised me that my fate was final and hospice would be my last destination. For several days I was filled with dreaded fear and depressed from the doom and gloom news, but decided not allow bad news to stop me from seeing Paris one last time. So with my health aid nurse in tow, we … Continue reading “A chateau’s final party and goodbye.”

“Pink: Breast Cancer Awareness.”


The word pink is associated with romance, sweetness, and happiness, But the evolution of the word pink and its bright color has become associated with, breast cancer awareness. During the month of October women around the world gather in cities, towns, and villages to march in support of women’s rights and breast cancer awareness. The women’s protest march held this year drew millions of women, … Continue reading “Pink: Breast Cancer Awareness.”

“Pursuing.”


By pursuing the definition of you, which should last a lifetime, you must be open-minded of your past and present, for a better future. Pursuing, someone, something, or destinations is a part of your future. Pursuing dreams or passions are mandatory lifetime goals. Life without pursuing is a slow death. WordPress daily word prompt Continue reading “Pursuing.”

“Temporary.”


Temporarily I will become a better person. The person I was yesterday was temporary. Temporarily, I exercise to feel better. The person in my mirror is temporary. Temporarily, I drink until drunk. The person I awoke to is hungover temporarily. My life, family, friends job, are for a lifetime until death. WordPress daily word prompt Continue reading “Temporary.”

“Bitterly exposed, where is Edgar?”


Mother, I’m so upset and angry with Wilbur, this is the third time this month he has been naughty. What did he do? Well, when I returned home from work this evening I walked into the kitchen to see the trashcan on its side with this morning orange and grapefruit peels on the floor. I was bitterly upset with Wilbur’s actions that have exposed a … Continue reading “Bitterly exposed, where is Edgar?”