A Writer's 21st Century Memoir.


#OctPoWriMo: Oct 27 & 28

antique black classic phone

OctPoWriMo #27: Drive 

The young ones would ride in the back seat fearing for their lives. 
The old kids would learn how to drive in the front seat with you. 
I would panic at the thought of my cousins out on the road, 
but you would calmly teach the drivers who were brand new. 
We would sit in the back seat of your large van completely carefree, 
listening to music, playing with cousins, and the foster kids that you raised. 
My first memories of you were on the back roads in your car. 
You were always out helping your town which always left me amazed. Read the rest of this page »

#OctPoWrMo: Oct 25th & 26th

countryside in Mississippi

OctPoWriMo #25: Mississippi

You will never forget how to spell
After the teacher put you through hell
You tried desperately not to cry
You had to know about the place you lived by
A nearby Southern state
Another word that you probably even hate
M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I Read the rest of this page »

#OctPoWriMo: Oct 19th-21st

beautiful blooming blur, green thumb

OctPoWriMo #19: Joy 

Pure joy can’t be kept hidden by you for long. 
You end up spilling  
the bits and pieces of happiness  
with everyone around you. 
You smile warmly  
and spread your contagious laughter around. 
You can fill a room of cold silence  
with love that can thaw the hardest of hearts. 
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#OctPoWriMo: Oct 16th-18th

beautiful bloom of roses blooming

OctPoWriMo #16: Wasco

Brilliant colors of pinks, yellows, reds, and white.
The city sleeps between an abundance of growing roses.
The rich soil and sunny weather give more than bright light
but breathes new life from the insignificant-looking seeds.

She was once the highest producing city of the rose,
and almost half of all the roses in America bloomed here
The famed festival of flowers almost came to a close,
but the roses continue to grow despite the weeds.
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