“At the end of the day, we can endure much more than we think we can.”-Frida Kahlo The calm before the storm Swelling burdens begin to swarm Life’s lease preparing to expire? Thrusting moments forward to retire? The end is just around the bend Only shards of time left to spend There’s one thing…
“Books may well be the only true magic.” Alice Hoffman Feather nest with a nook starry magic and a book neath a sable sky -Eugenia In Other Words, a weekly event using a quote or the author as inspiration to write. Please drop by and join the fun at Patricia’s Place Eugenia image-Pexels
“Each of us has a unique part to play in the healing of the world.” Marianne Williamson As we struggle with complex inner feelings Clouds in our heads can send us reeling It’s up to us to learn as we grow To keep our thoughts well in tow The world is our habitat to eat and…
“Wanting to be liked can get in the way of truth.” Delia Ephron I yearned to be a star I knew I would go far It was all about me, myself and my I but they all knew my truths were askew they were too wise to my lying eyes § In Other Words, a…
“Most people work just hard enough not to get fired and paid just enough money not to quit.” George Carlin Little shards of toiling resulting in foiling A downward spin thwarted my win My lack of remuneration fueled my frustration My excuses are lame I’ve only myself to blame § In Other Words, a weekly event using a…
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