the thinking kind

Senryu: 2 Parts

the crush misses me
when the world’s load is heavy
I carry it well

tag-teaming this life
with people who care for you
makes living easy


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Happiest of Holidays To You & Yours!

commercialized imperfection: senryu, 4 parts

Our Christmas Card: Tre, Jernee Timid, Zumi Tye, & The Little Red Christmas Tree. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

holiday spirits
fester in the winter breeze
money’s not the cause

missions accomplished
all across the globe last night
poor old Santa Claus

blended families
tackle the hard questions now
no more pressing pause

soothsayers bend words
only to save broken hearts
we all have our flaws


To those of you who celebrate, may this Christmas be full of love, joy, strength, and peace for you and yours. I wish you the moon and its powerful glow, too.

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Three Years Later . . .

Free Verse Poem

AD & I (left = Me. Right = AD), Saturday, December 21, 2024: Charlotte, NC. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

I dig into hearts–tear away walls,
and break down the turmoil
festering in a tired and weary soul.
She wasn’t trusting before me . . .
It’s hard to let someone in when
the past has shown you more
pain than joy . . . but we are
m a n a g i n g.

We have deep conversations about
life and the difficulties it places
upon us, and I always love
these discussions.
“Life is a conveyor belt
of challenges,” our Pastor
says, and I commit it to
memory because why not have
something encouraging to
share when the proverbial
shit hits the fan?

We chilled. We relaxed.
We appreciated the presence
of the other and Jernee basked
in the glory of her other favorite
person’s smile while I kicked back
and allowed the comfort of the
thick and inviting couch to
envelop me.

Three years later, we glide on
wobbly knees, still cautious of what
to say and often alerted to think
before speaking.
“You are a genuine person. You’re
safe for me.”
I get this . . . I’ve always gotten this–
and it is important to be a place
of peace for people who need it
most.

So, we continue to tread lightly,
but eager to grow into
two human beings blessed by
the beauty of the other–learning
from the other daily.
And as time passes, I pray
we have the strength to
fight the battles brewing in
life’s crockpot of danger.

Lord knows we’re strong
enough to do anything.


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The Emotions & Solstice Sadness

The Emotions: What Do the Lonely Do at Christmas

Solstice Sadness

Winter sneaks in, draped
in drama, hands on
heavy hips, waiting to
cover us in dysfunction.

I know I won’t say anything
when I see her today, but I’ll
want to. And she won’t say anything–I’m the expressive
one when it comes to
“such a time as this.”

We’re feeding off of cold
energy–trying to warm our
hearts, both too afraid of
being hurt–it’s just around the
corner, yet we’re holding on.

The Emotions’ “What Do the
Lonely Do at Christmas” comes
on and tears stream down
my face.
How can you listen to this
song and not feel something?

The air outside sends a chill
to my bones that is indescribable.
I am frosty–winterfied by
jealous winds and made stoic
in the presence of God’s
season.

“You have too many periods
in that one statement for me
to feel comfortable about your
reply” she tells me as she reads
my response to her asking me
not to hate her for picking
up another shift that cuts our
time in half, and I read and
reread the statement, and the
only thing I can come up with
is, “I don’t know why you’re
uncomfortable. I place periods
where they belong. It’s
grammatically correct.”

My spectrum brain didn’t see
the coldness of it–the short-and-to-the-pointness of it, and I
have to remind her sometimes
it’s best I communicate verbally
because word of mouth
in written form can be
misconstrued.

We agree it’s our emotions
taking over . . . we care too
much not to care at all,
and this season always finds
us tugging war with ourselves
and the battles are many.

I am fighting for more than
peace and strength.
I am fighting to be understood
by a world that may never
understand me but it
hurts so much more when
she tries and she can’t, either.


Happy Winter Solstice, beautiful people! I’ll be spending this day with someone very near & dear to me. I hope all of you will get the chance to do the same.

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Saturday Six Word Story Prompt: Blind

Prompt for Week #116 December 14, 2024 to December 20, 2024

Title: Sight Unseen

Six Words: Feeling your presence doesn’t require vision.

It’s time for Shweta Suresh’s Saturday Six Word Story Prompt! This week’s theme is “Blind” and here are the prompt details:


Welcome to Week #116 of the Saturday Six Word Story PromptClick here to read the guidelines for the Saturday Six Word Story Prompt series. (Psst! I have changed the guidelines recently.)

Prompt for Week #116 (Dec 14, 2024 – Dec 20, 2024)

Blind

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I will do a roundup post each Saturday (or Sunday if I run out of time!). So please be sure to participate before time runs out! I can’t wait to read your stories. 😀 I hope that you’ll be back for next week’s Six Word Story Prompt. Have fun! Thank you for participating. Until next week, folks!

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Another great theme from Shweta, for this week’s six word story prompt! My contribution is about someone I care for and love very much. I can feel them around me; their entire presence is so palpable and evident, I do not need to see them for them to be near. Let that marinate for a bit, you’ll get it.

Care to join in for this week’s six word story prompt, too?!