Thought Salad

Tag: writing

  • Warmth

    Warmth

    Another Sunday, come and gone. Family time A beautiful drive Sun burning off the morning fog We drove towards Snow capped mountains Children gloriously excited Waterslides ahead A day that lived up to its promise A swallow of life Bursting with joy Cozy drive home Bubbles of love Float in the breeze

  • Anniversary

    Anniversary

    I got a notice yesterday, from WordPress. A small badge, a “happy anniversary” from them. So. I did it. I can’t remember why I decided to write something every day for a year. I’m not sure if it was one of those “hmm, I wonder if I can” things, or a “it’s like training for…

  • A Wrinkle in Time

    A Wrinkle in Time

    Tonight I saw Wrinkle in time. It was everything and nothing like I remembered it, the book that started me on my path to reading and writing. We all have THE BOOK that touched us. The first book we remember. My two are One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish, and A Wrinkle in…

  • iPhone

    iPhone

    A talisman of sorts It helps to steer my day Telling me what to do Each time I drift away I think myself immune But realize I’m very wrong When I find myself glance over, The urge is just too strong It’s such a little object To have such an intense draw But it’s sway…

  • Shared worlds

    Shared worlds

    Every day, I go about my business, walking a fine line between trying to stay out of other peoples business, and needing to know all their details. Every day, I have the privilege the responsibility of being trusted with private information, The inner world that sometimes hasn’t been shared with anyone else. I’ve held the…

  • Phoenix of the deep

    Phoenix of the deep

    At first blush It was a good idea A fine plan, A jaunt across the sea But as he flew Higher into the sun The sudden realization Of damage came undone It was far too late, he plummeted into the deep Now his wings are plucked under the horizon he’ll sleep. But like the dawn…

  • Overdrive

    Overdrive

    Patience is a virtue, possess it if you can. It’s seldom found in women, And never found in men. My grandmother used to say this to me all the time, from a very early age. I’m not sure if it’s because she could see what an impatient child I was, or if she knew that…

  • Mental snapshot

    Mental snapshot

    I wish I took pictures today. Luckily, I’ll get some shortly. I had ramped up my children with excitement over the last few days, incubating the idea of how much fun we would have this morning. And we did have fun. I think they’re finally getting to an age where we can do things with…

  • Friday’s balance

    Friday’s balance

    Friday musings are always fun. The paring down and sorting into boxes of the events of the week past. It was a week full of ups and downs, but in balance, it seemed to balance. A wrinkle here and there, but nothing so earthshattering that I’ll need time to recover from, which is a luxury.…

  • White noise

    White noise

    A cacophony of sounds as loud as the sea I close my ears to the struggles around me My throat aches From words yet unsaid Truths not spoken Feelings of dread Each day another hustle Of shouts and dispair Sometimes I wonder If I even breathe air Whimpering at the noise I quiver and shake…