How many times do we seem to do the same things over and over and over good or bad it doesn’t matter some habits are truly ingrained Take falling in love or in like or infatuation or the insatiable need to not spend one’s life alone lonely solitude only lots of bologna. Life is meantContinue reading “How many times?”
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All it takes is String: My String Theory
StringsOne is quiet softPerfect for middle of the night brainstorms;Luna is beautiful and confidentMelodious sweet;While Joe is learning the ropes (strings)With rhytm and speed. My own private Hootin’ nanny. One is to play at 3 a,m. One is to play every day. One is to brighten the day and lighten the load. Deborah D FleetContinue reading “All it takes is String: My String Theory”
Power in Small Things
It would have been 42 years. It was beautiful. It is done. It is gone. I am no longer married. I am widowed. Broken hearted yet ready to move on in life. This love was beautiful. It will always be cherished. It will always be in my heart a cherished memory. a cherished thing thatContinue reading “Power in Small Things”
Home Grown
Home Grown The deepest love I’ve ever known Home grown, Home grown plucked from the vine ripened in time rich bodied flavorful Blessed beyond compare a deep love we did share. But life doesn’t play fair God took you home the deepest love I’ve ever known Home grown, home grown. We talked, we played, rememberingContinue reading “Home Grown”
Moving On and What That Looks Like…
It’s getting up early and facing the day even when your body hurts. It’s putting dirty laundry into the grocery cart to bring to the laundry room early and before breakfast to avoid the heat of the day and how hot the dryers can make the room feel.. It is playing guitar and singing. Singing.Continue reading “Moving On and What That Looks Like…”
Declaring Independence
After much discussion with myself I have decided it is time to declare independence from all my negative thoughts all the debris that weighs me down and makes lonely and sad. I need to put into action new ways of meeting people, embracing the old ways of face to face meetups, coffee and dessert orContinue reading “Declaring Independence”
Losing the Trappings
Somewhere in the midst of it all, I lost me.
Monday Monday
Time progresses. I won’t say it marches, because in reality, it is not such a staccato thing. Sure, a metronome might beg to differ, that it marches on in a metric metered rhythm of second, minutes, hours, days, months, years, lifetimes. It is the staccato that makes life music. The dips and plunges, the earContinue reading “Monday Monday”
January
That word can tell you a few things in its quietness. It represents a new year, new beginnings, but it also tells you it is cold outside. REALLY cold. Especially back north after living in the south a few years. I listen to the wind being all blustery and poetic today. There is a momentContinue reading “January”
Beyond Immovable 