image taken at Gilmore Car Museum at Hickory Corners After so many paralyzing ruminations, yet Before being able to talk myself out of action Came the revelation that I can Do whatever I choose as a path on this Earth. That well-worn, logical options aren’t always the best. Fear, the consummate servant of the psyche…
Year: 2017
Day 20 — OctWriPoMo — Jones
Little house big trees On a city’s main artery Sons long gone Neighbor’s son Growing from brat To freak Fence graffiti weekly Time to move on PATIENT Realtor Websites SWMRIC Showings Drive-bys Tours Bids Repeat Repeat Repeat Years Resignation Then…. Swmric HIT Not far Jumped in the car Drive…. Stop Window tour Back…
Day 19 — Oct WriPoMo — A Mother’s Dream
image link With black furry paws and retractable claws a vixen fashioned a place of twigs and fur beneath two rocks, a warm and protected space. A vixen’s curled in her cozy den when the bays of the hounds come close again. She snuggles her kits close and shivers, not with cold. She…
Day 18 — OctWriPoMo — Innies and Outies
image link Innies and Outies One A place in the sun – by myself or with a friend. Sugar sand, bright blue sky, Blazing heat, with water nearby. A big terry towel, coconut oil, A small tote cooler with El Chapo hard cider. Quiet talk, or none at all. Pandora on the phone And…
because #metoo is just too much
Originally posted on fearfree living:
i have not always been brave i don’t know how many there were i was on the ground there were hands grabbing at me. squeezing me. pinching me. i couldn’t tell you how long it lasted. it ended when i grabbed one of them by the back of his head…
Day 17 — OctWriPoMo — Peacock and Butterfly
image link The challenge was to write a poem/story with no more than a total of 50 different words used. I counted 53 total. It was fun. You have heard the story of the croc and clock, But have you heard the story of the butterfly and peacock? Molly and Polly went walking one day…
Day 16 –OctWriPoMo — The Next Life
image link Quite the list of things that go bump in the night. For a person who feels like the Wonder Woman of trauma survivors there sure are a lot of them left. OK, here’s one: fear of showing fear. Back in the day, showing fear was carte blanche to the abuser. There shall…
Tao Talk 