I’d like to thank Ray Whitaker and the team at Masticadores Canada for publishing my poem, Monday. Thank you 💕 Good mornin’. Sadly, Monday came with plenty warnin’. With a pounding head, I stumble from my bed. Another day, YEAH! Get up. Get ready. My head on … Monday, by Jolene Rice
Tag Archives: emotions
Watch the rain
Watch the rain Do you ever just watch the rain? Does it make you sad? Does it cause you pain? ~ Are you filled with a longing? A piece of the puzzle is missing? Is your soul within you groaning? ~ Does the gentle patter of each drop create calm? Dragging you to sleep? OrContinue reading “Watch the rain”
Quote for today
“Walls help no one expect the people who want to be inside them.” Chico’s Mom
Dark clouds
I’d like to thank Ray Whitaker and the team at Masticadores Canada for publishing my poem Dark Clouds. Thank you 💕
Clickety Clack
Today’s quote
“Are the hairs of his head easier to be numbered than his feelings and the beating of his heart?” St. Aurelius Augustinus, The Confessions of St. Augustine
Featured Poet
Wow! This is me. 🤗 I’d like to thank the team at Chewers by Masticadures for offering to feature my work on their site. A special thanks to Nolcha and Juan.
Don’t!
Don’t! Step out of your hole. Stay hidden like a mole. ~ Don’t! Try to feel the sun on your face. Always remember your place. ~ Don’t! Emerge to smell the flowers. The sting of a bee will leave the memories sour. ~ Don’t! Try to experience that gentle summer rain. It will only causeContinue reading “Don’t!”
Gettin’ old
Please allow me to start this piece with, I have issues that aren’t associated with aging. However; I’m not naive enough to think the issues I have aren’t part of the problem. And I have to keep educating myself about menopause (or the change of life). I’ve always heard, your mom is a good indicatorContinue reading “Gettin’ old”
A Thousand Lives
I have lived a thousand lives and soon the world will see what my heart has given in order to make me. The whirlwind in my mind has focused its view. All but one life is blind which makes me very blue. At night when my mind is asleep bits and pieces through my unconsciousContinue reading “A Thousand Lives”
