This morning’s haiku: this age of rage

in this time of rage

invective traded like cash

poetry’s my peace

Checked Twitter this morning. So much rage. I’m not sure there’s not anyone without veins bulging nor invective dripping from their lips, a poison so sweet, so deadly. 

I’m glad I have this little garden on the internet, where I can delight in life and growth, not what’s been burned beyond recognition.

Thursday Thoughts

Find hope at endings

As they’re a new beginning

Always move forwards

As I move through another period of transition, I focus on the possible. I gain energy from that, driving me forwards. Yes, there are frustrations, challenges, and road blocks, but remember the goal. Always focus on moving forwards.

Grace and peace to you my friends!