Tag: mother

  • Haze

    It feels like I am going crazy  When everything becomes hazy  I want to be called a mother  And give a life to your brother  Maybe I should, instead, plant a daisy 

  • Broken

    Part of me broke the day Liam drove away.  It was part heartbreak, but mostly shame.  If I hadn’t accidentally spilled his secret, he and his family wouldn’t be moving away.  It had to have been me that spilled be the beans, but I wasn’t sure when I had done it.  I am positive I…

  • The Shell Collection

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  The shell collection was something I knew I needed to get rid of, but knowing and doing were two different things.  I knew I could let my past go by dumping the shells, but could I live with myself after the deed was done?  What would my mother think?  Did…

  • Jacket Pocket

    I knew there was a problem as soon as I put on my mother’s jacket.  Her pockets were too heavy.  I had finally found her hiding spot; the hiding spot I had been searching for.  I knew she had forgotten she had left the photos in her pocket because she had been hiding them from…

  • My Mother’s Flowers

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rowena Curtin  I knew as soon as I saw the pansies, I knew they were exactly what my mother would have wanted.  But I wasn’t sure anymore if I cared what she wanted.  She had left several weeks ago and hadn’t come back home.  I knew I had to get on with…

  • Unspoken Tension

    “You could slice the tension in here with a knife,” Gerald said, idly swirling his drink.  I paused in the door afraid to reenter the living room.  There had been drama recently between my mom and her sister, but neither would tell anyone what had happened.  All we knew was this was the first time…

  • A Good Conversation

    “I always loved a good conversation until I met Theodore.  He was the only one who was able to make me uncomfortable with myself and with the truth.”  I didn’t want to look at my therapist because I wasn’t sure what she was going to say.  Sometimes I wondered if she either liked me or essential…

  • Criminal Defense

    “I am honestly not sure how he is going to get over this.  How is he going to get by.  He was arrested!”  I listened to my aunt rant and rave about my cousin’s latest arrest.  If she knew how many times he had really been arrested, she would have a complete fit.  She only…

  • Love of Suffering

    From an early age, I knew running was the one thing I could focus on.  The one thing I could use to get away from troubles at home.  The only action I could take where my family wouldn’t join in and in the action, I could take the time to quiet my buzzing mind.  I…

  • Love your Mother haiku