Misery controls an entire generation’s destiny.
#6WSP
Experiencing life in abundance is fun.
#6WSP
Smiling for the camera
ice cream in my hand
Grandma’s for Thanksgiving
leaves falling across the land
Smiles and laughter
a game of red rover
waiting for dinner
come on over
Sitting in the kitchen
at the children’s table
special surprises
so grateful
Running through the orchard
apples on the trees
jumping to pick them
falling in the leaves
On the porch
stories being told
of family history
by those who are old
Thankful for the memories
of a day so long ago
can still hear the laughter
the love continues to grow
Over fifty years later
I still love ice cream
visiting the people long gone
in pleasant dreams
copyright 2019 Debbie Pierce
My love
what a year it has been
missing you constantly
feeling you in the wind
Searching for your spirit
loneliness in the air
emptiness inside
more than I can bare
In this year of grief
longing for your loving touch
wondering if this punishment
have I suffered enough
Listening to a recording
comforted by the sound of your voice
watching a video with your image
 my only choice
Almost a year has passed
loving you more each day
not knowing where to go from here
or what to say
Faith is tested
as life marches on
little acts of kindness
small group to rely on
A promise to wait for me
if called home first
remembering gets me through the day
when the loneliness seems to burst
I know you are with God
working in the garden
painting pictures, playing guitar, and singing
all sins have been pardoned
One day you will meet me
never separated again
forever loving each other
there will be no end
Till that time comes
know I always think of you
trying to figure out life
love will carry me through
copyright 2019 Debbie Pierce
Happy Veteran’s Day! Thank you to all who have and continue to serve!
Sam sat in the chair chatting with the artist as he worked. Papa had been a casualty of the bombing of Pearl Harbor. The picture was going to be a gift to his mother.
There had been a fire six months ago that destroyed all the pictures of this wonderful man. While resembling his father in appearance, it was his father’s soul that Sam wanted captured in the picture. The artist listened and worked intently as the intimate details of the father were described.
John had been a man of adventure taking the family to beautiful parks. There they would have picnics and hike in lush landscapes of the mountains. Each member of the family would dive off waterfalls into the bubbling crevices below. John’s life was one of thrills and exploration.
The family had lived in Hawaii almost five years before the bombing. John had joined the Navy during the depression with a deep love for his country. On the day of the bombing John had been on board ship attending to simple duties. As the planes approached and the bombing began, John was able to get to one of the onboard guns and engage in a partial counter attack.
Bullets from the planes reached John and he was killed instantly. Standing on a hill the family watched the scene in horror. It was a day they would never forget.
The artist handed the finished portrait to Sam. The eyes in the portrait reflected a man who loved life and his family. Each line on the face projected a life well lived. Sam was amazed at how well the artist captured his father.
Sam walked away with gratitude as he felt John’s soul. Papa was with the family once more.
copyright 2019 Debbie Pierce
Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #40
The image is from Pixabay at Pexels.com
#FFFC
Rose and bee danced in rain.
#WSP
Changing seasons spiritual breath of Heaven.
6WSP
The night train to New Orleans
chugs along at a slow pace
in a cushy seat
my soul relaxes from the rat race
Sounds enter the mind
of music fast and slow
from the ivory keys of a piano
lifting spirits from a low
Visits to the cathedral come next
windows filled with saintly images
lighting a candle of hope
sad mood diminishes
Sitting in a cafe
listening to tall tales
sipping on coffee and beignets
of exciting city details
Street performers
performing magical feats
exciting the crowds
causing many a racing heart beat
Now on the way home
drifting into a comfortable sleep
my soul is relaxed
as the night train creeps
copyright 2019 Debbie Pierce
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/11/02/rdp-saturday-cushy/
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/11/02/fowc-with-fandango-ivory/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/11/02/saintly/
There is a secret door
that leads to my heart
few search to find it
mostly I stay apart
Behind the door
are dreams and loving care
it is an exciting place
if one would dare
The secret door
is filled with emotion
sometimes like a waterfall
filled with commotion
Other times the secret door is hidden
with things that I only know
good and bad
things to ponder not show
The secret door
carries things from long ago
filled with memories of others
love that continues to grow
We all have a secret door
that sometimes can be found
the choice is ours whether to open it
when others are around
copyright 2019 Debbie Pierce
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/10/31/ragtag-daily-prompt-thursday-the-secret-door/
