there were things trimmed in order to meet an idea of perfection– hair, words, laughter. not like that, like this. not so many, like less.not so big, like smaller. a thousand cuts would not save her. never enough, always too much–nothing left to trim. (c) ren 07.02.25 photo credit: myrnajacobs for Six Sentence Stories. PROMPTContinue reading “nothing left to trim”
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The bumble bee
My dad is sick It’s made me very sad So sad that the rest of my day, Seemed to daunting to be had / I leave work early feeling heavy in my eyes When I see a bumble bee On the street She is weak and unable to fly / This is obviously a signContinue reading “The bumble bee”
Avoiding Dreams
comemidnightexhaustedutterly draineddown to the coreslumped in papasanspilling thoughts acrossinto laptop and keyboardwithout considering meaningor value of meandering thoughtsinfinitely expanding across the pageone dripping drivelling sad drop at timesleep would be a fine wonder to embrace contemplating the slow drag up dusty stairstrip over the broken memories haunting this housestrip naked and slip into uninviting coldContinue reading “Avoiding Dreams”
The Art of Gratitude
How do you express your gratitude? How do I express my gratitude? I prefer to express my appreciation through acts of service. I will think about what would make that person happy? I could cook their favorite meal or desert. I could help them with something they find challenging. I could make them a keepContinue reading “The Art of Gratitude”
Worries of the World
What are you most worried about for the future? What am I most worried about for the future? I worry that I will fail as a mother. I use to be afraid of the end of times. I was certain the world would end before my adulthood and many older people arpund me thought soContinue reading “Worries of the World”
Ghost Ships
I’ve seen three blue ships when there were none Sailing, drifting beneath no sun Their sails wafting, bold, unshunned Amidst the fog, yet not undone An air of silence engulfs and stuns And looms discreetly beneath their guns They should be daunting, but I don’t run I blink and suddenly, remains not one I’ve seenContinue reading “Ghost Ships”
God’s Relentless Love
In ancient times, humanity rejected God, leading to damnation and disobedience. They built a tower to assert their power, forsaking their Creator. Despite their rebellion, God remained loving and called Abraham to establish a nation. Ultimately, Jesus came to save humanity, offering redemption and inviting all to join His Kingdom. God’s Relentless Love Wonderful poem.Continue reading “God’s Relentless Love”
Screws Loose
The shrew has some screws loose. They need to be tighten but how can it be done. – I dont know what to do Do I chance it and do it myself? Or, do I leave it alone and deal with her wrath? Screws Loose Reblog,
Hope
An illusion. A mirage. Anticipation. A cause. It keeps us going and holds us back. It changes people and breaks laws. It gives meaning. It takes lives. It twists and crunches and tightens inside. A painfully sweet injection of desire. Uncontrollable. Inconsolable. Causing destruction and fire. A clock with no hands. A vision with noContinue reading “Hope”
Resonance
After a long, arduous walk, when someone looks into your eyes and recognizes you, through the labels, the ragged clothes, and pungent smell, something inside starts glowing. The breath becomes lighter, the spine stretches straighter, and the eyes soaking in more of the world. It’s a mystery where such courage comes from, but it’s oneContinue reading “Resonance”
Heather Congrove 