Six Word Saturday…6/8/13

 

Celebrating my niece’s high school graduation.

Written for “Six Word Saturday”…click here to go to Cate’s blog to read how others describe their life in six words. Posted for day 98 in 100 Days of Spring – 2013.

San Antonio

 

SAN ANTONIO

So much history,
so many places to go;
please, promise me this:
remember the Alamo.

2013-06-07
P. Wanken

 

Written for Poetic Bloomings #110: Monuments and Landmarks. Posted for day 97 in 100 Days of Spring – 2013.

Six Word Saturday…6/1/13

 

Recovering from yesterday’s TWO tow-truck day.

I was not involved in any accidents or anything...
just a stalled car and bad luck with tow-trucks.


Written for “Six Word Saturday”…click here to go to Cate’s blog to read how others describe their life in six words. Posted for day 91 in 100 Days of Spring – 2013.

Pardon Me…

 

PARDON ME…

It would be so easy to just log on to a computer and let my fingers dance across the keyboard, or pick up a phone and leave a message. It would be faster—and less painful as the deed is done more quickly (ok, maybe less painful just for me).

But that is not as it’s meant to be.

Before me: paper and pencil. Yes, pencil—not even a ballpoint pen that will let ink flow until I’m finished. No, it’s a pencil. I’ll have to let the thoughts in my head percolate while I periodically take time out to sharpen it; and even though my pencil has an eraser, the act of writing by hand affords me the time to process and choose my words carefully—to decide on just the right way to convey my message. (Hmm…I wonder if he knew what he was doing when he gave me the paper and pencil.)

Staring at the blank page, I know I have (short of any 11th hour changes) only a few hours in which to write my message and I face one problem: how does one fully convey remorse and ask for forgiveness? I know God has forgiven me and I’ve reached a place of peace—how do I begin to help a grieving family find that same peace?

God help me.

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Written for Flashy Fiction — Image Prompt:  A Loss For Words?. Posted for day 87 in 100 Days of Spring – 2013.

Deflecting Reflections

 

 

 

DEFLECTING REFLECTIONS

What do you see
when you see me?

Do you see my fears?
Do you see my tears?
Do you see the same
scared little girl,
who can’t do anything right,
that I see
when I see me?

Do you see my flaws?
Do you see me as blah?
Do you see the same
insecure teenager,
who cries herself to sleep at night,
that I see
when I see me?

Do you see my dreams?
Do you see my eyes gleam?
Do you see the same
grown woman,
who loves with all her might,
that I see
when I see me?

What do you see
when you see me?

2013-05-28
P. Wanken

 

Written for Margo Roby’s Tuesday Tryouts: Try an Escher (photo prompt). Posted for day 86 in 100 Days of Spring – 2013.