Prejudice reared its ugly head in my family this year. I have never been a prejudiced person and did not raise my daughters to be prejudiced. Therefore, I was at a total loss when my oldest daughter and her three daughters showed up at my house in June to attend the annual Birthday Party of... Continue Reading →
No resolutions 2013. All past resolutions have been buried deep.http://tenwordstory.wordpress.com/2012/12/31/resolutions-ten-word-story/
Another Christmas Cookie Tradition is past. I sit today reflecting. It was a good day! My granddaughters both had a basketball game Saturday morning. They met us at the door still wearing their uniforms.Then the fun began. My daughter had to finish some shopping and the youngest was at my mother's home taking a nap. ... Continue Reading →
I am a child of the 60's not the 50's, but I found myself immersed in the Beat Generation of Writer's during the 80's. I loved Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg and read everything I could find about them and their work. Recently I received a prompt for writing like the Beat Generation. So, I... Continue Reading →
First of all let me say that it takes me awhile in the mornings to get going. (I would love to hear from others who are slow to get going in the mornings.) Second, let me say I'm a big procrastinator and often put things off to the last moment. (Any other procrastinators?) Thus, I'm... Continue Reading →
I've been playing around with Haiku. I wanted to post this one and get some feedback from others who use this style. Besides, it is very relative to today.North Wind, by D. B. MauldinIn his imperious stylethe north wind doth blowobliviously.
Christmas with my Disjointed Family, by D. B. Mauldin Christmas is only 5 days away. As usual I have procrastinated about wrapping presents and cooking for the festivities. I think I work better under pressure so I leave everything until the last minute. So here I sit in my usual recliner with my laptop, music... Continue Reading →
My 2012 by the MonthsJanuary My mother, youngest daughter, and my paternal grandmother had birthdays this month. I’m still in a fog, but am now at the point of thinking of some things to do with my life.February My oldest granddaughter had a birthday this month. I started an Aromatherapy Information blog and worked on... Continue Reading →
Single Syllable Words Poetry Lone, by D. B. Mauldin The man is most down and out. No work. No pay. No food. No job. No home. No one. He thinks what’s up dude?
This poem came out of a 'Just for Fun' prompt, Mad Libs Poem, that I was recently playing around with. I wanted to share it with you and get your feedback.Ode To My Daughter, by D. B. MauldinI’ve saturated the tissueswith tales of my daughter.There’s nothing left for me to lament.Every angel, every bird—they all... Continue Reading →