#PoetrySunday - 7/5/20
HAIKU: REBELLE
[#microfiction] - Week 27
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Feet dangling, he balanced himself gingerly while waiting for the fire truck to pass.
Being, Still.
Underneath it all, we know what needs to be done. We just keep ignoring it and pretending that work isn't there.
Growing Pains
Growth - whether physical, emotional, intellectual or spiritual - is not easy or fun. It takes energy. It takes determination. It takes patience with ourselves and others. It hurts.
#PoetrySunday - 6/28/20
Long moments of silence can make space for truth.
[#microfiction] - Week 26
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As she sat back on her low chair, the pale morning light and gentle birdsong gave her a feeling of eternity.
#PoetrySunday - 6/21/20
What do they know of our depths? They’ll soon find out.
[#microfiction] - Week 25
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He let his eyes finally come to rest on the thing he had been actively avoiding ever since Annalise left.
On Juneteenth
But not all of our choices and freedoms are ceded for good reasons. Sometimes we give up the right to choose because we don't want to be held responsible for the outcomes, or we'd rather not take any risk.
#PoetrySunday - 6/7/20
The ostrich is not native to this land. Pull your head out.
[#microfiction] - Week 23
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He looked up from his book, frowning at me as though I'd just appeared out of thin air. "What are you saying?" he asked, annoyed at the interruption. I stared back momentarily, making
The Struggle is Real.
No one is doing it perfectly. Our job is to keep showing up and doing the work, holding ourselves accountable first and foremost.