Frustration is anger caged in impatience.
prose
Feelers
The scars you can’t see are the hardest to heal.
Weathering it
Grief cries and life shines on — and hope paints a rainbow.
History & destiny
The past can’t see you, but the future is listening.
Everywhichway
Sometimes I feel like I’m going nowhere, in opposite directions.
Playground
We mature in knowledge and wisdom but never leave the playground of our hearts.
Very verdant vernal vessels
The energy of the earth flows through the veins of springtime.
Porch swing thoughts
A cloudless plain blue sky is like a flowerless garden.
Reflecting in the night
My wrinkles are a playground of happy memories.
Emotion sickness
The mind can cook up very subtle syndromes to throw at our bodies.
Motherly perseverance
Mother Nature is the ultimate truth of the show must
Aging inside & out
The years pile up and hide under a new exterior.
blackout poetry created from Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter, 1850
War paint
We paint our lives with passion and peace, with love and laughter — to cover the pain and scars, the bitterness and tears.