We should have tshirts with that saying on them to wear. "Find your yellow car and get more points."
My favorite aunt was the one who knew how to pay attention to her kids and nieces and nephews. With her in the car, we always looked for cows. (We were driving in the country.)
The adults in the car enjoyed being with her as well. She always claimed to find bulls. Happy bulls. We children didn't understand why that was funny until we grew up.
It's sad that people don't connect like that any more. Everyone is focused on their screens.
When I stumble upon your writings, I always find them to be flawless. Today was no different. As one who often has a wonderful connection to the Lord that goes from my head to my heart to my writing instrument, I imagine that the same thing happens to you. It's oftentimes like the words insist on writing themselves.
I'm glad that excerpt you shared explains that empathy includes experiencing another's pain or joy. That is certainly what our parents were trying to impart when they taught us to rejoice when others succeed or win, even if the winning is against us.
As for listening to someone sharing devotions in a language that you don't know, I'm certain that you will know what is in that person's heart, just as God knows our hearts.
What an excellent story reminding us of the importance of finding our own place of solitude. I wonder how many of today's problems might be fixed if everyone had a place to go like the character in your story.
What a wonderful story. There are many artists who create works of art that are so fine that they leave you scratching your head about how they pulled it off. That's what this story is about. And the artist claims that it's magical.
fairy magic, cobwebs and angel dust
That's probably the best explanation that the artist had.
For a writer, it's when it seems that there is a magical connection between your brain and your hand. Poof! There is a story.
You definitely fit the description of a cinquain. - 5 lines with 2, 4, 6, 8, 2 syllables in those lines. I love a poet who uses various forms. Stretching your writing muscles is a wonderful idea.
I loved your cinquain. I loved the message. Marriage should be for life.
That's an interesting story and one that could certainly happen. But would their union be a good idea? That's hard to tell.
The Bible does tell us that we should not be unequivocally yoked. I would think that having only one in a couple dedicated to Christ could be a problem.
This is a wonderful story about playing hooky from work and going to the beach. I had no idea that my son's birthday was also National Goof Off Day. I'll have to let him know.
I wouldn't change a thing. I enjoyed reading about how the story character arranged a day to do nothing. Everyone should be able to do that periodically.
I always enjoy reading your poetry aloud and reading this one was no different. You make the creation of poetry seem so easy, effortless. I'm sure that's not always true, but that's the impression I get. Rhythm, rhymes, creative word choices make reading your works of heart quite a pleasure.
I would call this a collection of poetry. I might be wrong, but some of them don't fit in either the haiku or tanka format. Or maybe I just can't count any more.
I do like the creativity you exhibit. And the sense of humor.
The etheree format is interesting. I have to admit that I had never heard of a balsamic moon. Balsamic vinegar is considered to be a healing vinegar. I wonder if people thought that a balsamic moon was as well.
You have shared a bit of wisdom in poetic form. Good for you!
I wonder how many relationships and marriages are doomed from the beginning because one or both of the participants has not first learned to love him/herself.
Some, though, take that to mean that everyone should love themselves when they are obviously not making healthy choices.
What a great story of when your brother came home from the hospital. I don't think that I have ever smelled A&D Ointment. You have made me curious.
It's interesting to read the stories of how others experienced bringing a baby brother or sister home. My parents sent me to live with my aunt, uncle and 2 cousins when my brother was born. I saw my first movie at a theater - Bambi. And I almost choked to death on popcorn.
Great poem. I understand deciding not to see a movie that was supposedly created because of a book that you have read. I am usually disappointed in those movies myself. I'm often better off watching the movie first, then reading the book.
That is an excellent piece of advice. Forgiveness is not often for the other person, but for ourselves. In order to resume normal life, we have to let go of thoughts of revenge, for sure. Forgiveness is not easy. It usually requires the work of God in our hearts.
You have expressed yourself beautifully in your poem. This poem was written 10+ years ago, so if it was biographical, are the pains worse now? And is your forgetter working overtime?
Ten+ years ago, I was certainly complaining. Since then, I have watched my son in the hospital and physical and occupational therapy twice - once for neuropathy and once for non-alcoholic liver problems. Today, he's facing hip replacements on both sides at the age of 40. He's scheduled for a biopsy on a lump near his groin.
Hubby has some kidney problems that need addressed.
I had a heart attack, which also sent me home with oxygen. I've learned that isn't unusual. And now I have breast cancer.
Our problems of a decade ago seem rather trivial now.
I did enjoy reading your work of heart. I always do.
What an adorable story about a kitten trying to find its own little girl with whom to live and play.
I love stories where the animals talk. I often wish that they really did talk. Caring for them would be so much easier if they talked. Instead, we have to figure it out on our own.
Great story. I always wonder if every little boy at least thinks about either running away or setting out on an adventure by themselves. I've spoken to many who have and some who actually tried. My cousin was only when he ran away from home. He chose some weird things to take with him, much like the boy in your story. Why was he taking a bag of rocks?
This is excellent advice given to us in poetry form. In just 32 words, you gave us some of the best advice.
I like the format. Centering a poem makes sense. And I love that you put the words in bold. That helps us old folks read better.
Thanks for sharing your work of heart.
I may have told you already. I love people who write good flash fiction. Being able to tell a complete story in so few words is a gift.
I wasn't expecting that ending. But I'm not actually surprised. The moon landing happened in July 1969. That Halloween, my friends and I spoke of how easy it would be for aliens to infiltrate our world if they arrived on Halloween.
This is an excellent story about being brave enough to busk. Street performers have become a regular part of many areas, and this shows the emotions that lead up to the performance.
I would suggest that you go through your story and decide which verb tense you want, present or past. As it is written, the verb tense switches back and forth. It's not easy to write in present tense, because everything cannot actually be happening at once, usually. It's much easier to write in past tense for most people.
You have quite an imagination, thinking that it is possible to unite the world under a government similar to ours and with something similar to our Constitution. Do you really think that our enemies want this?
Even in the Bible there were borders and various forms of money. I'm pretty sure that if God thought that trying to unite the world should be our goal, He would have made that clear.
You wrote your opinions clearly, and I only found two things that I would change.
#1
unit the planet should probably be unite the planet.
#2
their a gift should be they're a gift
Thanks for sharing.
Blessings,
Kenzie
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