Submissions by Anna41_
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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Published
23rd Dec 2023 11:56am
23rd Dec 2023 11:56am
And So It Is...Still
You are my rock, my fortress!
You are my hope, my joy!
You are my everything in a world full of nothing.
My heart will never be still over you!
I love you Dear God!
In my darkest hours, you were the pin prick of light through the bottom of the door.
You didn't even have to enter in.
Your light was enough to encourage me to keep trying within.
I will not be still!
You are my hope, my joy!
You are my everything in a world full of nothing.
My heart will never be still over you!
I love you Dear God!
In my darkest hours, you were the pin prick of light through the bottom of the door.
You didn't even have to enter in.
Your light was enough to encourage me to keep trying within.
I will not be still!
#love
#strength
#hope #gratitude
#hope #gratitude
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Published
23rd Dec 2023 11:43am
23rd Dec 2023 11:43am
Exhaustion For Scale
As she wades through knee deep unattended fields, the tall blades snag her legs as she lifts her stride as high as she could to avoid small paper cuts.
The heat of the day scorching her face, her eyes squinting through the migraine, as sweat beads hit the open flesh on her shins and sting like a sweat bee caught unaware. She picks a shady spot up in the distance to rest.
Her bare feet catch a thorn hiding underneath her path, dang it! It's always something, she mumbles, as a tear rolls down her cheek, not really from the thorn...but it was enough to overflow her ability to cope. ...
The heat of the day scorching her face, her eyes squinting through the migraine, as sweat beads hit the open flesh on her shins and sting like a sweat bee caught unaware. She picks a shady spot up in the distance to rest.
Her bare feet catch a thorn hiding underneath her path, dang it! It's always something, she mumbles, as a tear rolls down her cheek, not really from the thorn...but it was enough to overflow her ability to cope. ...
#TimeHeals
#emotions
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Published
21st Dec 2023 7:19pm
21st Dec 2023 7:19pm
I Know Nothing
She's dreaming, always dreaming.
Nightmares try to wake her, but she's not interested in the dark.
Words all connected by one of the two...either by hate, or love.
Advice, or opinion.
What does all this matter anyway?
All of us will one day die, my opinion nothing in the great scheme of things.
Carry on...
Nightmares try to wake her, but she's not interested in the dark.
Words all connected by one of the two...either by hate, or love.
Advice, or opinion.
What does all this matter anyway?
All of us will one day die, my opinion nothing in the great scheme of things.
Carry on...
#emotions
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Published
21st Dec 2023 7:09pm
21st Dec 2023 7:09pm
Tightened Up
Im me, unapologetically.
#love
#kindness
#strength
#hope
#forgiveness
81 reads
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Published
8th Dec 2023 3:01pm
8th Dec 2023 3:01pm
Mad Cow...Mad Momma
Im on a milk cow mission...
The first time I milked my cow I got 2 1/2 gallon of milk.
Then day by day, milking after milking, the amount dwindled.
My cow has not been on grain in the 6 months that Ive had her prior to dropping her calf and me starting my milking routine.
We paid 1600 dollars for that heifer, she gonna milk! 😂
By the time I stopped milking her, approximately three to four weeks ago, I was only getting a pint of milk twice a day.
So, all the work just wasn't worth it just to get one drink.
I turned her back out to pasture with...
The first time I milked my cow I got 2 1/2 gallon of milk.
Then day by day, milking after milking, the amount dwindled.
My cow has not been on grain in the 6 months that Ive had her prior to dropping her calf and me starting my milking routine.
We paid 1600 dollars for that heifer, she gonna milk! 😂
By the time I stopped milking her, approximately three to four weeks ago, I was only getting a pint of milk twice a day.
So, all the work just wasn't worth it just to get one drink.
I turned her back out to pasture with...
#responsibility
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Published
8th Dec 2023 2:31pm
8th Dec 2023 2:31pm
Banner
I could say so much, but I choose not to.
Silence is beautiful, working it out in the wing.
I want to believe there is light left in this world, and so I shall...
If it's your will Lord, and only your will, I will fight empty handed with nothing but a full heart if need be.
Your Grace abounds, you mercy uplifting.
I'm a broken mess, I've been a whore, I've been a liar and I'm still lying, but it's not a lie to hurt anyone, only I can be hurt by this lie. So please, turn my lie into joy, appreciation in place of resentment, and extend your strength to me until...
Silence is beautiful, working it out in the wing.
I want to believe there is light left in this world, and so I shall...
If it's your will Lord, and only your will, I will fight empty handed with nothing but a full heart if need be.
Your Grace abounds, you mercy uplifting.
I'm a broken mess, I've been a whore, I've been a liar and I'm still lying, but it's not a lie to hurt anyone, only I can be hurt by this lie. So please, turn my lie into joy, appreciation in place of resentment, and extend your strength to me until...
#love
#kindness
#strength
#gratitude
#redemption
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Published
7th Dec 2023 4:15pm
7th Dec 2023 4:15pm
Best Pie Crust Ever
One five pound bag of all purpose flour
• One 5 pound tub of Crisco
• One cup of Kayro syrup
• Three cups of cold water
• Salt
In a large bowl combine entire bag of flour, entire tub of Crisco, knead together, adding one cup of Kayro syrup, then add three cups of cold water, add salt to taste while kneading. Work with hands until a playdough consistency forms.
Dump on table and form dough into a circle, cut into fourths.
Take each section, roll into a log and cut into five pieces, roll each piece into a ball, place...
• One 5 pound tub of Crisco
• One cup of Kayro syrup
• Three cups of cold water
• Salt
In a large bowl combine entire bag of flour, entire tub of Crisco, knead together, adding one cup of Kayro syrup, then add three cups of cold water, add salt to taste while kneading. Work with hands until a playdough consistency forms.
Dump on table and form dough into a circle, cut into fourths.
Take each section, roll into a log and cut into five pieces, roll each piece into a ball, place...
#love
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Published
7th Dec 2023 12:26pm
7th Dec 2023 12:26pm
It Just Comes Naturally
Grown men, and not to sound condescending, but I smile while watching them tromps across the grocery store parking lot, arms swinging, pants drooping, like little boys all grown up.
From three to eighty.
I love it!
They pull their saggy bottoms up, adjust their stride, and if their wives are present she looks them over, like a mothering hen.
And the women?
Do women always act like they have it all together?
Or are we expected to always have it all together?
I love taking care of the men in my life.
I'd miss it greatly if the opportunity was...
From three to eighty.
I love it!
They pull their saggy bottoms up, adjust their stride, and if their wives are present she looks them over, like a mothering hen.
And the women?
Do women always act like they have it all together?
Or are we expected to always have it all together?
I love taking care of the men in my life.
I'd miss it greatly if the opportunity was...
#happiness
#love
#respect #emotions
#respect #emotions
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Published
5th Dec 2023 2:32pm
5th Dec 2023 2:32pm
Ants On Rembrandt
Do you know how much God loves us?
I mean think about it, he was the life giver to Picasso.
So, how much bigger the Master creator over his creations?
He laid us on his Rembrandt and trusted us to choose the right tool.
So grabbing a weapon in place of a paintbrush makes no sense.
What did he create that threatens you so?
The moon?
The stars?
The soft falling snow in the winter?
That fat sassy Blue Jay against pure white flakes?
The green in the grass?
No? What then, I implore you!
You think the red in their veins, spilling on this...
I mean think about it, he was the life giver to Picasso.
So, how much bigger the Master creator over his creations?
He laid us on his Rembrandt and trusted us to choose the right tool.
So grabbing a weapon in place of a paintbrush makes no sense.
What did he create that threatens you so?
The moon?
The stars?
The soft falling snow in the winter?
That fat sassy Blue Jay against pure white flakes?
The green in the grass?
No? What then, I implore you!
You think the red in their veins, spilling on this...
#love
#kindness
#strength
#hope
#emotions
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Published
4th Dec 2023 2:02pm
4th Dec 2023 2:02pm
Mice Like Giants
I remember meeting you.
I was sitting in the cold mud underneath my momma's porch, I remember that was the first time, at the tender age of 8 that I wanted to die.
Then here you came, you scurried along the copper water line, my mind jumping track from death to life, while I frantically grabbed my miniature fish net.
I scooped you up and held you tight in my dirty little hands.
I remember your big black eyes and soft fur with white on your chest.
Your big eyes seemed to still my scared pounding heart.
All of my confusing emotions of that day.
The...
I was sitting in the cold mud underneath my momma's porch, I remember that was the first time, at the tender age of 8 that I wanted to die.
Then here you came, you scurried along the copper water line, my mind jumping track from death to life, while I frantically grabbed my miniature fish net.
I scooped you up and held you tight in my dirty little hands.
I remember your big black eyes and soft fur with white on your chest.
Your big eyes seemed to still my scared pounding heart.
All of my confusing emotions of that day.
The...
#love
#strength
#gratitude #emotions
#gratitude #emotions
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Published
4th Dec 2023 1:16pm
4th Dec 2023 1:16pm
Mighty Mouse
There is an enemy lurking.
She stalks me with quiet paws.
I stand still, focusing on my shallow breathing...
Tears streaming from my soul.
Her growl at my feet, sweat pouring down my neck.
She has had it with me, I keep my head down, my heart beat quiet.
My song bird caged.
My dancing shoes retired.
My laughter reserved.
The child in me lulled to sleep.
I hear them lying to me, I go to speak in objection but her teeth warn me from my own voice.
As I hold the mouse safely in my hand.
You should know, if the mouse goes...I...
She stalks me with quiet paws.
I stand still, focusing on my shallow breathing...
Tears streaming from my soul.
Her growl at my feet, sweat pouring down my neck.
She has had it with me, I keep my head down, my heart beat quiet.
My song bird caged.
My dancing shoes retired.
My laughter reserved.
The child in me lulled to sleep.
I hear them lying to me, I go to speak in objection but her teeth warn me from my own voice.
As I hold the mouse safely in my hand.
You should know, if the mouse goes...I...
#love
#kindness
#strength
#hope
#courage
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Published
28th Nov 2023 11:51pm
28th Nov 2023 11:51pm
Winter Of '94'
I stepped out of the warm car into the bitter cold this morning, and it was like my own personal whirl wind came to chariot my heart through the tree tops, and whisked me instantly to the Blizzard of 94. I literally broke down right there in that parking lot, my heart pounding and tears flooding my eyes. For a split moment, I was a child again, bundled up in red boots that laced all the way to my boney knees, toboggan itching my head from running and sweating while I was playing in the snow, as we climbed about in our ice fortress. You see, my grandpa had spent all day carving huge blocks of...
#love
#strength
#courage
#TimeHeals
#admiration
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