Dear Faux Fall, You are a tease; promising delight but delivering nothing but tastes of heaven that disappear by noon. You fool the golden rod. The sourwood blushes at your promises. But your 55 degree mornings don’t fool me. I know the birds are joyously singing, all of them awake and happier than they have … Continue reading Faux Fall
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The Storm
The rain on my rooftop stills my heart. The thunder rolls around and through the valley, reminding me that storms are mobile. They do not stay forever. The deluge pounds the shelter over my head. It rolls down outside my window like a waterfall, creating a familiar hiss. The lightning and thunder are having a … Continue reading The Storm
Hole in My Soul
I lost my voice. No talking for several days, shouting to create a whisper. Just as well. I haven’t had much to say lately. No words, at least. Lots of feelings. None that I can really describe. Turns out, a week or so of silence is just what I needed. There is no pressure to … Continue reading Hole in My Soul
The Storm
It’s no secret that I am a storm lover. So much so, that the sound machine I sleep to is a thunderstorm. However, when the storm outside is louder than the storm in my room, I take notice. Mainly, because our house burned during a thunderstorm in 2009. The lightning strike that caused the fire … Continue reading The Storm
Lessons from the Storm
When I stepped onto the path, the sun was playing hide and seek with the clouds racing across the sky. The birds were singing. Urgently. It was not their usual playful banter. My ears heard the differences without my notice, at first. Halfway through my walk, the sun had disappeared, along with the birdsongs. My … Continue reading Lessons from the Storm
Michelle's Mosaic 