Water Flows

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She was crying

Without words to communicate

What was the problem

The tears flowed

And she cried out

At my ropes end

I had to find a way

To pacify my baby

She wouldn’t eat

She was dry

And she would not sleep

Finally I turned on the water

I needed a drink

Dry from trying to coo her quiet

And her sobs stopped

She began to relax

I turned off the water

She began to fuss

For the sake of peace

I raised the water bill

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

Salty Kisses

Are you able to taste

The salt left from my tears

Can you hear

The cracks in my voice

Would it even

Make a difference if you could

I used to matter

Now I feel so alone and rejected

I guess I’ll just

Sit down and cry again over you

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – taste https://fivedotoh.com/2020/07/07/fowc-with-fandango-taste/

Mom Is Gone

If I were ten years old

I would run to my secret hideout

And just wait…


Wait until I stopped wanting to cry

Wait until my heart didn’t feel trampled inside

Wait until  a new day started

Because you said sunlight is always kinder

Wait until my head didn’t spin

Wait for another chance to read your notes

Wait for a new game of Parcheesi to start

Wait for the chocolate to melt on our tongues

But mostly I would wait forever

Just to hear you call my name

One more time…


It has been 6 1/2 years since my mom died in her sleep… I still miss her today like it was yesterday and ache for her friendship.

Day 59 – 100 Days of Happiness

I hate to cry.  I have been on the edge of tears for several days now and doing everything I can to keep from crying.  I know that is wrong to do that… the emotions are there for a reason and I should act on them.  I do all I can not to most of the time though.  But today I had enough.  Financial worries, chronic pain, anxiety, depression and my boyfriend being in a foul mood the last couple of days… it all took its’ toll today and I broke down.

When my eyes were red and tender.  When my nose was stuffed up.  When I had a crying headache…. things changed.  I felt a heavy weight off my shoulders I had been carrying for a few days now.  I felt life was not quite as desperate.  I felt more free inside.  I don’t know if happy is the right word or not, but I felt a whole lot closer to happy after i was done.  I talked to a friend and he helped to calm me down some.  I was now exhausted most of the rest of the day… but it was a pleasant tired.

I hate to cry, but sometimes it is just what is needed to make the day happy again.  (((HUGS))) to all who need it… be happy.