not-quite Journaling, 31
the book of our time:
pages and pages… of woe
(with love interludes)
2/25/2022: I don’t have nightmares often. But today I woke up screaming, with the sounds and images and stench of war so vivid in my head that it took me a while to figure out that it had been a nasty dream. My heart aches for those who can’t wake up from the nightmarish reality they are being forced to live. I hope they can take a peace-full breath… soon.
Love is what we build
after the lust storm.
3/4/2022: After an exhausting conversation about love at first sight, I was asked to describe romantic love in 9 words; so, I did.
winter’s final gasp
3/9/2022: Then again, knowing Old Man
Winter (and his cold petty ways), it’s more than likely that there will
be some more gasping. Still, a wild woman can dream, right? So, here I am…
dreaming warmer dreams of spring.
- for Poets and Storytellers United--Friday Writings #17: Heroes.
We are past the days of being able to imagine war as something heroic, when the Global Village presents us with the actual images as it is all happening. The horror is much too real; heaven forbid it invade our dreams too! As you say, at least we can wake up; those actually experiencing it do not have that luxury.ReplyDelete
Yet love and Spring are equally real. Despite nightmares, despite exhaustion, it's vital to hang on to that.
You are so right. Even the thought of war as heroic makes me cringe.Delete
You're also right about the rest, we must hold on to the good.Delete
pages and pages of woe... sad indeed!!!!ReplyDelete
I'm going think more about that: describing love at first sight in 9 words. I remember when I first learned about the 6 word memoir and wrote a bunch of them. This was Hemingway's: "For Sale: baby shoes, never worn." I wish we could all wake up from the nightmare of war.ReplyDelete
The first time I read Hemingway's micro tale, I was tempted to write a bunch of 13-word micro stories... Maybe I should think about it too.Delete
I love your writing. Love at first sight in 9 words. Brilliant!ReplyDelete
Spring will come and after the horrible unrelenting heat of climate change summer. I will deal with a few more weeks of cold.ReplyDelete
That's the spirit!Delete
I like them all, especially the one about romantic love.ReplyDelete
It wont be long, I promise. Hang in there. I can smell the flowers already.ReplyDelete
It's still a tad chilly, but things are blooming...Delete
I long for Spring .... and Peace!ReplyDelete
You and me both...Delete
Love in 9 words ~~~ awesome. It's so difficult, wrapping my head around what is happening in Ukraine. Standing in solidarity is essential.ReplyDelete
I think anyone with a brain (and half a heart) should be unable to wrap their head around what is happening in Ukraine. But there are so many heartless people out there... Sigh.Delete
I am very fond of that musing on love. LOL, a little less fond of winter trying so sneak one last chilly grasp in, but such is March weather. And yes, I pray that there is a path for peace possible in the storm that has its epicenter in the Ukraine.ReplyDelete
It seems April is not feeling all that springy either.Delete
My heart aches too, for all those whose lives have been turned up side down due to this "special operation." It is indeed the kind of nightmare that wakes one up screaming or even afraid to fall asleep. But we live in hope?ReplyDelete
And how stunning is your featured image! It deserves to be printed and framed.
In hope we live...Delete
A nightmare that keeps giving even when you are awake. I pray for relief for the Ukrainians, they deserve it and have earned it.ReplyDelete
May relief comes soonest...Delete
War is like that invasion even of dreamersReplyDelete
May peace return soon
So mote it be.Delete
We've been fortunate to have enjoyed a spring-like day, the daffodils are looking so cheerful.ReplyDelete
But sadness for Ukraine, praying for peace.
All the best Jan
May peace reach them soon...Delete
Love in 9 words! Perfect, Magaly.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Sara.Delete
All very wise words! I am trying to focus on the happy chapters because I am too good at focusing on the bad!ReplyDelete
May we always find a way to see the happy...Delete