It always seemed so black and white. Why can't he see? The waves of destruction that have become so prevalent in our lives. I realize it is not black and white, but full of gray waves, sometimes calm, soothing and sometimes turbulent, cold, dark. Nothing stays the same and that is a very comforting feeling.Every Friday write a poem, story or limerick of 55 words, no more, no lessAnd then report to the G-man!!
6 comments:
beautiful and powerful. wow what a roller coaster of a week you have had.
i haven't had a meeting all week and i thought about going tonight but he has class and we cannot afford a sitter. my demons are stewing but thank god they are not active. i did buy some of those horrible chocolate and marshmallow cookies and hid them in the girls room though. a bit of my addict coming out and it does scare me.
i never thought about how much i scared my mom in my addiction though. i am sorry you are going through this right now, but you sound very strong today!!
Thanks for stopping by my blog today! I really like this 55, a lot. Not everything is black and white, how about that! I recently learned this myself.
You are growing. Very well put!
Oh the power of the sea! I really loved the analogy here. Great 55!
Wonderful analogy used in this short 55!
Holy Cow girl can you ever write!!
Excellent 55 Mom..
Thanks for taking the time out of your busy life to contribute such beautiful work...You Rock!!!
Have a Kick-Ass Week-End...G
indeed! , the only thing permanent in life is Change. & that thought is sometimes very comforting!
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