Category: Lune

12 Hours

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The body works hard
Time’s priceless
Money-hungry days

Everything’s sky high
Overtime
Increases savings

Dying on my feet
Will save me
Last chance at this life

Modern-day misfit
Making do
Twelve-hour shift’s over

Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with a previous place of employment, as it pertains to racism and discrimination, growth from the transition after resigning from that company, and life’s foibles and overall experiences. I welcome your visit.

Something To Think About #10

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Have you had your daily dose of “human medicine” today?

This is such an inspirational quote to me. Are you human medicine? Is someone you know and love a form of human medicine to/for you? I saw this quote against a different background on fellow blogger, CreasCreation, OOSGreens blog. It stuck with me and I wanted to share it here, too.

I will share “Something To Think About” for the next six weeks on Sunday afternoons. It may be a quote, a picture, an interesting phrase I heard, artwork, etc. Whatever I share will surely be intriguing or involving enough to spark a casual discussion or in-depth conversation. Stay tuned every Sunday for this feature!

Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit.

stride

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NaPoWriMo #15

she wears an evil smirk
on her solemn face — lips pursed
and puckered at the same time.
how odd?! I think . . .
but she glides across the
pathway, feet floating — cloudlike
is the journey, and I watch
her wade into the waters of
my overthinking mind.

should I remind her about
the boiling pot on the
stove or the apple pie
in the oven?

neither of them can hold
her attention like I
can.

Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit.

“Write Your Own Story”

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Lune, 3 Parts

Someone placed a label with the phrase, “Write Your Own Story” on one of our elevator doors, tucked neatly in the corner. Had I not been paying attention, I would have missed this message. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

write your own story
the message
could save my scared soul

change is a constant
that’s a truth
no one can deny

I’m ready to move
ahead now
time waits for no man

My Babies: Jernee Timid & Zumi Tye

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Lune, 4 Parts

Jernee Timid: Chilling on my bed, watching my every move. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Jernee Timid: Standing before me, challenging my stance on authority. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

a calming presence
Mommy’s girl
guards my every move

how miraculous
eyes that swirl
blue settles in now

Zumi Tye: Eating a breakfast of cucumbers & blueberries. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Zumi Tye: Diving into leftovers for dinner. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

a greedy reptile
making moves
sustenance prevails

beautiful colors
and markings
Zumi, the tortoise

If Only We Could Be Like Them

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Jernee Timid: resting and worry-free. Photo by Tremaine L. Loadholt

The Little Monster commandeered my chair and fell into a deep slumber.

She’s a sweet girl; keeps me laughing and keeps me on my toes.

She is the most loyal being I’ve ever come across and only barks when she’s protecting me or our space.

She lives to love me and I live to love and take care of her.

I think about if we all had the ability to love like many animals love us and we actually displayed this love regularly how peaceful this world could, would be.

If only . . .