I know you have another

And you will not leave her

But that is no reason

To tell me my love is not real

My feelings are valid

Not logical or right maybe

but I draw on our past

and feel a pull towards you

we were electric then

and could be again

if only we were able

and not tied to another


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – valid

Spelling Bee

“E-G-R-E-G-I-O-U-S, egregious.”  Amanda looked nervous as she waited for the judges to tell her if she had spelled the word right.

“That is correct.  And that puts you in the finals tomorrow Miss Nelson.”

She let go a big sigh of relief and said, “Thank you judge.”  She immediately scanned the audience and found her mom seated near the back, but her dad was no where to be seen.  Amanda was twelve years old and she was now in the final round of the Midwest spelling bee.  She was happy to win but crushed that her dad was not there.


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – egregious

The Decade Tag – 2010 to 2020

I was tagged by Sadje at Keep It Alive for the Decade Tag.

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The Decade Tag was created by Jesusluvsall.

Play along guidelines

Please share a link with the creator of the tag –

Share some of your highlights over the past decade, and if you want a few low points

Tag whoever you wish to.

Ask them some questions.

Use any picture appropriate for such a tag.


The last decade for me…

  • I finally had my depression diagnosis and began to get help to cope with it.  Starting to go to my therapist is the best thing I ever did.
  • I met someone who became my best friend and still is to this day.
  • I started my blog.
  • I met my boyfriend of 7 years now.
  • I “adopted” a three legged cat who became my shadow and we rescued a “runt of the liter” from a farm to become our spoiled princess cat.
  • My daughter graduated, got a job and moved into her own place.  I think this is both a highlight (I’m so proud of her) and a low point (empty nest syndrome)
  • I moved into my first apartment at 43 when I left my alcoholic husband.
  • I got my diagnosis of fibromyalgia and began to get treatments to help somewhat.
  • My daughter became engaged.
  • I moved into the house that I grew up in that was left to me and my sister.
  • My daughter became store manager at the coffee shop she works at.
  • I made it to 17 years survival from breast cancer.
  • But the last ten years held a lot of loss… the death of my mom, my three legged cat, and my father.  I also divorced after 20 years of marriage

Questions …

  1. How are you planning to spend the next decade in improving your health? I am trying to lose some weight by eating smaller portions and more fruits and vegetables.  There is not many exercises I can do that won’t flare my fibro but I have started water therapy.
  2. Have you noticed your tastes in music, literature and clothing change drastically over the last 10 years?  Not really.  I still enjoy all genres of music.  I don’t read as much as I used to now with short term memory problems.  And I have become much more comfortable with what I wear – comfort over looks.
  3. How would you rate your last decade in terms of achieving life goals?  There were many major changes for me this last decade but life goals… probably the discipline I get from daily blogging.  I have worked a lot on my writing and hope I entertain some of you a little.
  4. Do you think our planet will be doing well in the next decade?  I can’t see it going any direction other than worse.  We MUST get leaders who are concerned with the planet’s health and welfare or there will be no way to sustain human life any longer down the road.  We all can do our part by electing officials that care,  We can reduce, reuse and recycle.
silhouette photography of group of people jumping during golden time
Photo by Belle Co on

This is where I am supposed to tag people to do this… but I hate to leave anyone out.  So, you are all encouraged to answer these same questions and let us know how your decade went.  Thanks again Sadje!


Under pressure to make the perfect poem

Searching desperately for the right words

Erase and rewrite

Start all over again

I have a limited amount of time so I struggle through

While facing my own dilemma head on

Erase and rewrite

Start all over again

I start to get tired and sleep tugs at me

My mind grows more foggy

Erase and rewrite

Start all over again

I surrender to my inadequacy

And just give in to my writer’s block

Word after word

End this pressure now



Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challange (FOWC) – pressure

Enough Love

It is a one in a million chance

A dream that rarely comes true

But somehow I found you

And we became friends

And then we were lovers

Inseparable it seemed

But time wore on

And we began to drift

But never to the point

Of not needing each other

For when I met you

I found a love inside me

I could never match again

To use a tired cliché

I found a soulmate

One whose heart will be

Forever tied to me

No matter who else we love


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – rarely

True Or False

True or false

Do you love me

I need the truth

Do you need me


I saw you first

That summer night

You were in the band

Standing in the spotlight

You sang to me

And gave me chills

You romanced me

Oh all the thrills


True or false

Do you love me

I need the truth

Do you need me


A whirlwind in a week

But the time to leave came

And I was sad and blue

But glad I’d played the game

It is forever in my mind

And close to my heart

But I wonder if you

Felt the same from the start


True or false

Do you love me

I need the truth

Do you need me

True or false

Is this love


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – false

Fandango’s Friday Flashback – January 17th

For some reason in my years of blogging I seemed to skip over the 17th for some reason.  I only found two I had posted.  This week I share the one from last year.  A poem about the loss of my ex-husband to alcoholism.  It was originally posted here.

Sharing this for FFF.

Haunting Questions

I wonder if
You still exist
Is your spirit
Still in pain
Do you feel
The least remorse
For leaving her
Without a father
Can you see
The woman she is
In spite of
What you did
Or is there
Nothing but darkness
In your afterlife

A Mountain Out Of A Molehill

It starts small

A spark of an idea

That grows in size

From a problem

To a full blown crisis

I imagine the worst

I did something wrong

I drove him away

It was all me

That brought this to an end

I will never see him again

He will hate me forever

But it’s only my anxieties

Taking full rein

Charging into chaos

Leaving me to blame

I take a deep breath

And reevaluate things

It is really not so bad

I think it will all pass

Without more drama

If only I relax


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – crisis

A Drink After Work

The woman walked up to the bar and ordered a blended margarita.  The bartender said, “It will take a little time ma’am I have to go to the kitchen to use their blender, mine is not working.”

“That’s fine,” she said as she hopped onto the bar stool.  Watching the bartender get her drink started she noticed a man at the end of the counter.  He smiled her way and she gave a small quick smile back.  She was here to relax, not to find a date.

The bartender stopped to talk to the man on his way to the kitchen.  In a short time, he returned and handed the margarita to her.  She asked, “How much do I own you?”

“Nothing ma’am.  The tan gent at the end of the bar bought it for you.”

She took a sip and inwardly sighed deeply.  She really didn’t want to talk to him, but she couldn’t be rude.  She gave the bartender a tip and made her way to the end of the bar.

“I owe you a thanks for this drink I hear,” she said and noticed the rugged good looks and deep tan… he had to have an outdoor job or spent all his free time at the beach.

“It is my pleasure Dawn,” he replied.

She was shocked by the fact he knew her name and showed her surprise.  “Wait, how did you know my name.”

In a short gesture the truth came out.  He pointed to the name badge she had forgotten to take off after work and she turned bright red.


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – (I stretched the challenge a little with this one – tan gent.)  tangent

Who I Am

Take a deep breath

Try to ignore the pain

Press onward into a new day

Where the past cannot reach me

And dreams can be seen ahead

Don’t give up fighting

To retain my identity

And keep track of my pride

I may be disabled

By mind and body

But I am still me on the inside

Face, Empty, Woman, Wait, Waiting Time, Sit, Wall


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – press