Weekly Photo Challenge: Split-Second Story

Weekly Photo Challenge:  Split-Second Story

the bubble
no one
will ever hurt her
her there
in that smile



Weekly Photo Challenge: Selfie/She’s Always With Me

Weekly Photo Challenge: Selfie/She's Always With Me

she’s always
with me
the little girl
that no one sees
she was never
enough, still
trying to
catch up
I look away,
but I know
she’s there,
my alone
reminding me

We Were So 19

We were so 19

that the world didn’t care if we slept

half the day, went to coffee with the professor

instead of class, and began the evening

just before midnight.  The usual crowd

could be counted on to greet us warmly,

as we scrambled off the city sidewalks

swallowed by our college life.  Beer, and

conversation, and the same familiar songs,

and we hugged and laughed and knew

19 would always be.  But it’s not.

Someone else is borrowing 19 now. 


Frozen in the Moment


I keep them frozen in the moment of joy,

soaring through southern summer heat

with squeals and laughter that only linger

in tender youth. Their toes point like dancers,

hands reach skyward – up, up, up –

it’s all out there for them to seize,

a sky of possibilities, where each will find

her own blue, create her clouds.

Time may move, but I keep them here, safe,

in this place, where their summer days at the lake

pass gently, with joy and promise. As long as I

hold them here, in a golden frame,

they shall never be swallowed up

by the dark, cold waters beneath them.



Sitting Pretty

Sitting pretty in her rocking

chair. Mommy’s pearls draped around

her neck. Bright pink lipstick traces a crooked

oval near her mouth.

Its broken pieces placed

carefully on her pink

 dresser.  She crosses her lacy socked

 feet at the ankles, kicks them out

 and in to make her chair

 rock. A little giggle escapes each time the pearls fly

 out from her dress. She’s not yet heard she’s not

pretty enough or too

short, or her clothes are

plain or teeth crooked or she

weighs too much. Nothing yet to chip

away at the giggles. Keep her here in this pink

room, with Mommy’s pearls, sitting

 pretty in her rocking

chair, as long as you can.