shattered

white ceramic teacup with saucer

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the delicate tea cups sit on a shelf

dreaming delightful thoughts of being filled

waiting upon the day to soak in their sweet promises

 

one by one, year after year

the cups crash unto the floor

shattering into hundreds of pieces

leaving an unrecognizable pattern on the floor

too tired and distraught to sweep up the fragments

a graveyard of wishes for me to mourn

 

the last cup sits upon the shelf

teetering

and all i can do is hold my breath

whispering a silent prayer that this one will remain.

 

 

~ wendi is the author of two books, you can view them here.

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graveyard

 

brown and black snail crawling on wall

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My graveyard of regrets overflows with markers

The place I would go to bury my unfulfilled hope and dreams

They lie entombed, not as a result of lack of effort or desire

But due to circumstances beyond my control

 

I don’t like to visit this dreadful space – yet it remains outside my front door

So I have made a plan to transform this place

Planting colorful flowers on each grave

With a prayer that each unfulfilled wish

Will create a place much more beautiful than before.

 

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~ wendi, under the pen name Charlie, is the author of Frugal Seeds: 501 Ways to Make, Save, or Stretch a Dollar

 

can I run fast enough?

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there are days i want to run…….run so fast that my illnesses can’t keep up.

 

i will keep running until i can no longer feel them nipping at my heels, stalking me, tormenting me…….

 

trying to catch up and derail my goals, my dreams, my future

 

i will keep running until i am completely out of breath and i am so far out ahead that i can hide myself  from the beasts and watch them move past me……….

 

i will turn around and joyfully limp back to my life………

 

a run

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i am running………… running down the beach, the way i did when i was young

my toes gripping the damp sand

my body is moving so freely, so easily, without pain or hindrance

feeling the wind blow through my hair, my body moving swiftly

feeling my lungs burn because i am moving so fast……….

feeling my muscles ache because i am  pushing myself……..

it all feels amazing……my body feels so strong………..

 

i wake up and experience the loss in my soul of what i can no longer do………….but in my dream, it was wonderful, and maybe, just maybe,  I can run down that beach again tonight.

 

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