Never Disingenuous

Gracie, our Golden, is an open book, And she is never disingenuous. For all to see, just take a look… Her face, her mood, quite generous! *** Word of the Day: Disingenuous

Obviate: A Haiku

Beaches, shells, and gulls Blue Skies, and coconut rum… Weight…Obviate. (Weight and Stress…synonymous) Word of the Day: Obviate

Siren’s Song…A Haiku

Indigo amiss Chasm to fathoms below Sea’s eternal bliss. Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille Challenge:  Cooling Down Word of the Day:  Lullaby Daily Addiction:  Infinite FOWC with Fandango:  Unknown RDP:  Whisper

True Love

It’s not what you say. It’s not how you say it. True love is what you do. Doing…the truest of love…expressed. ***   “If we love each other, God lives in us, and his love has been brought to full expression through us.  (I John 4:11)

Haiku: America Bleeds

[WP’s daily prompt = Allergic] +  [Writer’s Block Prompt = Diet] =  Haiku: America Bleeds ***                               A diet of hate,                           And no allergen to greed America bleeds……

How to Swallow a Bitter Pill

(A Haiku) Down the hatch, it goes, with a little sugar cane.  Bitter pill, be gone! *** Moral of this Haiku:  If you dread it…do it…then it is done. *** Daily Prompt: Bitter        

My Soul To Take

  Oh, that God would mold this clay, nothing but dust, dirt and decay! And yet, in me, He saw some worth; He sent his Son, from Heaven to Earth. To lay down his life, upon the cross, to thirst, and bleed, and suffer loss. And so for me, His Glory awaits; one day I’ll…

Lisa’s Watercolors, Peace & Tuscany

Peace Is a Place I walk across this bridge, Of which I often trod.  Waters ripple and flow, Caressing earth and sod. Breezes comb my hair, Gentle on my nose, Fragrances so sweet, Drifting from primrose. I think of this my place, Daydreams never cease, So everywhere I go I always carry, Peace. *** Tuscany Fill my glass,…

Fragile: Haiku 9/16/16

The following was inspired by today’s daily post: Fragile (my stab at haiku) *** Glorious beauty Seen only through fragile eyes The way:  Death alone

Not the Damn Expert!

Don’t listen to them, they have no clout… Damn voices inside my head! Telling me this, telling my that Filling my heart with dread. “You’re no good.” “Did you think you could?” Reverberates my mind. “Hush now…” it says, “You know you should…” Negatives of EVERY kind! “You lie!” I say. “I can do it!!” In…