Þe ðing about truð and wið lies Is þat boð are ðought often wið sighs We shirk from boð ðings Wið our heads neað our wings And yet we all claim to be wise Didn't quite understand? Þþ is the mostly dead letter thorn, which is pronounced as /th/ in words such as the, this, … Continue reading Þe Ðing About Truð
Equinox
It didn't matter that the day was lengthening. Leading up to the solstice she had felt the weighted cold of dark winter to the core of her being. Granted, since the solstice she had felt the gradual increase of sunshine but the light was still largely being eclipsed. But she felt the sunshine increasing and … Continue reading Equinox
“You Say” ~ The Sound of My Day
When we call out, crying in the wilderness of our lives, we often wait for some big booming voice from the heavens to validate, to strengthen, to encourage us but when we do we miss the messengers He sends us that tell us exactly what we are praying for... We miss the message of hope … Continue reading “You Say” ~ The Sound of My Day
Seashore
She stood there barefooted as the wind blew cool, wet air into her face. She'd been pulled away without even realizing it to places she'd never wanted to go, and it'd taken her years to find her way back to the place where she felt the most alive... The margin where water and earth existed … Continue reading Seashore
Be the Buffalo: History with a Point
When the Europeans came to the continent (by "the continent" I mean North America), they brought with them everything they could conceive of needing, including sources of food, because they were leaving everything behind and needed to be assured they would have what they needed to survive. And who could blame them? I'm fairly certain … Continue reading Be the Buffalo: History with a Point
Devotion
He cared for her, that much was evident. But it wasn't his feelings that were in question but whether his devotion would translate into action. ⁂ Sammie Scribbles Weekend Writing Prompt Use the word "devotion" and write a piece of poetry or prose in exactly 25 words. ⁂ How did I do? Don't be shy... … Continue reading Devotion
Rocking Chair to Nowhere
Tonight I sat in a rocking chair, rocking furiously, and going absolutely nowhere... Which is ironic considering that is exactly where I feel like I'm getting while trying to figure out how to get my life together. Nowhere. For those who may be unaware, I've lived for the last year plus at a hospital going … Continue reading Rocking Chair to Nowhere
“I’ve No More … To Give” (explicit) ~ The Sound of My Day
Disclaimer 1: This has language. Disclaimer 2: Don't continue reading or listening if you have no sense of fucking humor. This. All of this. There's just nothing fucking left worth to fucking add. "I've No More ... To Give" Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq, Awkward Encounters While Walking My Dog, 2018 Songwriter: Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq … Continue reading “I’ve No More … To Give” (explicit) ~ The Sound of My Day
Indistinct
He was reeling. The truth seemed indistinct and his future uncertain in the face of that unexpected turn. ⁂ Sammie Scribbles Weekend Writing Prompt Use the word "indistinct" and write a piece of poetry or prose in exactly 18 words. ⁂ How did I do? Don't be shy... Tell me what you think!
The Thistle
Thistle, hearty flower, Resilient beyond end, You seem to be destroyed at times But still come back again Your armor is protective, A painful prick you'll give Because that is what you have learned You must still do to live Your tall, strong, slender stems and stalks One may cut down quite low But rooted … Continue reading The Thistle
