I am what you’d call
a presumptuous woman
I presume love wins
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Oh Presumptuous
And Voluptuous Woman,
You are Sumptuous.
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Her eyes unfocused,
She stares past the red balloon,
Wide awake, dreaming.
Three Haiku
I am a writer, a minister, a friend, a sister, a daughter, and a wanderer. I created this blog to share my journey...along the way.
Dad's Taking the Picture
I am a writer, a minister, a friend, a sister, a daughter, and a wanderer. I created this blog to share my journey...along the way.
Alan in the Duck
I am a writer, a minister, a friend, a sister, a daughter, and a wanderer. I created this blog to share my journey...along the way.
Daydreaming
I am a writer, a minister, a friend, a sister, a daughter, and a wanderer. I created this blog to share my journey...along the way.
Bundle of Joy
I am a writer, a minister, a friend, a sister, a daughter, and a wanderer. I created this blog to share my journey...along the way.
Six Haiku
All the white horses
dancing deftly on the lawn
make my blue eyes cry.
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Wounded soul falters
on the way to healing past.
Must recuperate.
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Rain splashes pavement
I am caught in it again...
wet, shivering bones.
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My sore eyes see red
and sometimes white flashing spots.
Laser aftermath.
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All is white outside--
snow sprinkled with fine sieve.
Pull the covers up.
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The vast world out there
beacons me from computer:
"See me for yourself."
dancing deftly on the lawn
make my blue eyes cry.
_____________________
Wounded soul falters
on the way to healing past.
Must recuperate.
_____________________
Rain splashes pavement
I am caught in it again...
wet, shivering bones.
_____________________
My sore eyes see red
and sometimes white flashing spots.
Laser aftermath.
_____________________
All is white outside--
snow sprinkled with fine sieve.
Pull the covers up.
_____________________
The vast world out there
beacons me from computer:
"See me for yourself."
I am a writer, a minister, a friend, a sister, a daughter, and a wanderer. I created this blog to share my journey...along the way.
Sweet Home Indiana
I found this video on YouTube. It's just someone driving from Plainfield to Indianapolis. This is a drive I know very well. My dad and step-mother live in Plainfield, and I have been visiting them, my mom in Mooresville and my sister in Indy, along with friends in various places near Indy, since before Thanksgiving. I invite you into my world via this video.
I am actually in Eureka, Illinois right now. I'm visiting friends for a week or so. There's snow on the ground and a very definite nip in the air. I hope to do some writing while I'm here. I am blessed to have this second family.
Blessings,
Arlene
I am actually in Eureka, Illinois right now. I'm visiting friends for a week or so. There's snow on the ground and a very definite nip in the air. I hope to do some writing while I'm here. I am blessed to have this second family.
Blessings,
Arlene
I am a writer, a minister, a friend, a sister, a daughter, and a wanderer. I created this blog to share my journey...along the way.
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