• Health,  Life,  Love,  Parenting,  poem,  Running,  Writing

    Mending A Broken Heart

      Good morning, everyone. How have you all been doing? I have been doing great actually, for the most part. 🙂 I know it’s been a bit since I’ve written on here but mostly because I’ve been doing more writing offline than on. Usually when I write I post whatever I’ve written almost immediately but that’s brought me to a point where everything new is being posted. That makes it hard to come up with new material that you haven’t seen that might go into a book. And it looks like I may be getting to the point where I have an actual book of my very own poetry to…

  • Life,  Nature

    The Mating Game

    It’s cicada season in my backyard, and pretty much everywhere I go. Not just cicadas but frogs too. During the day all I can hear is the whirring, rattling sound of tiny prop engines calling out to each other. At night its the chirruping of frogs in trees or bushes. Obviously, the mating game is afoot. I don’t mind the frogs so much; their soft croaks aren’t really croaks at all, not even in the sense of it. The sound is more like some sort of loud cricket or night bird. But the cicadas…they have got to stop. It’s bad enough seeing the husks lying around (although once they’ve abandoned…

  • Poetry,  Travel

    I Need A Vacation…

      Recess (Going On Holiday) By Jesi Scott   “Come and play” the soft voice whispers in my ear, And I open my eyes to see who is there. “Come and play” it whispers again As I rub and stretch the sleep from my skin.   “It’s nice out here. Come and see.” But I ignore the words and drink my tea. “Please come and play. I’m lonely and bored.” Instead I read the news and leave the voice ignored.   “Won’t you at least look outside?” I glance at the pile of dishes needing to be washed and dried. “Isn’t the sky looking especially blue?” It does remind me…

  • October Poetry Writing Month,  OctPoWriMo,  Poetry

    It’s On!

      Alright you guys…I did it. I signed up for OctPoWriMo this year. Last year I was simply burned out and going through a mess and just didn’t have the heart or strength to deal with writing anything for 30 days. I still have a mess going but at least it’s manageable. Therefore, a challenge is just what I need to get the ink flowing in my veins again. If you DO NOT have a private blog you can sign up here: https://octpowrimo.blogspot.com/p/octpowrimo-link-up.html If you DO have a private blog (Dawn, I’m looking at you. LoL), you can participate by either joining the Poets on the Page Facebook group, or…

  • Poetry

    The Struggle Is Real

    The Poet’s Struggle By Jesi Scott   Long have the words lived in my brain To describe, emote, explain The very moments, feelings, reasons For what I see and think and experience.   And, sadly, they can never quite Reach the fullness of these scraps of life That creep past or fly by… These flashes of colors by which we Remember, ignore, embrace The events that create a future “us”, Or, maybe, a fuller individual… A much muchier “we”.   Still, the words live and buzz around inside And sometimes find a way out To live in ink, all the while hoping They will be heard, understood, Passed along, To…

  • Pets,  Poetry

    Hello…It’s Me

    Hi Friends, How are you? Believe it or not but I am still here, lurking around in the background. I am doing well considering the mess that’s going on right now in my country. I’ve been away taking a much needed social media break to get away from all the hate and fear and negativity. Plus, apparently my web host server does not like the Jetpack plugin so whenever WordPress has an update my host decides to kick me out of my access until I get my permissions reset. Sigh. Welcome to life with the Jetsons, right? Anyway, I have some interesting news to share. A week ago (19 August)…

  • Life,  Poetry,  Writing

    What Dreams May Come…

    It seems my words may be coming back. I woke up crying from a dream I don’t remember and the first four lines of this in my head. After  ten continuing minutes, and ultimate uselessness in trying to go back to sleep, the grinding gears inside my head refused to shut up, so up I got and you are the lucky recipient of something new. I don’t know what it was that upset me in the dream but I still feel as if I’ve suffered a loss. Just so you know, everything is otherwise fine here at Chez Lunatic. But I am definitely going to stop snacking close to bedtime.…

  • Poetry,  Uncategorized

    It’s Been A While, Hasn’t It?

    I am still here, slowly recharging my soul. This is for you. Dancing Stars By Jesi Scott   If you love her make her shine. Make her glow where all can see. For star she was and star she is, and star she will always be.   Make her shine bright as the moon, bright as the moon at sea. For love will do as love has done for all eternity.   And in the end she’ll know your love was her’s with certainty. So make her shine, Make her glow, And she’ll love fearlessly.     00

  • Uncategorized

    Crumbling Bridges

    Blank faces stare like blank pages waiting to be filled- empty; darkness upon the face of the deep. One big bang to fill a vast universe of mind and matter, and a paradoxical heart, both black hole and a thousand suns, all of it endlessly spinning, dizzily tipping, until we all fall down. 00

  • #BeReal,  1000 Voices Speak For Compassion,  Poetry

    Thinking of Current Events…

      What Happens When You Build Walls By Jesi Scott   They built a wall to keep the waves at bay, And, for a time, it worked. But all the glaciers melted increasing the seas and the waves grew larger… and the wall grew higher… until it blocked out the sky and they couldn’t see the stars anymore.   00