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Holding Henry’s Hand

Holding hands

Staring out the booger stained window
Sat in the front seat, the school yard weirdo.
His clothes were worn and his hair unkempt,
Poor Henry was always held in contempt.

Seats were assigned back in the day
Until a bad storm that happened in May
Roads were closed and routes redirected
Former designations were rejected.

School bus filled with many new faces,
Colors, ages and even races.
The students were older and conversant
As I stepped up the steps I felt lucent.

No familiar faces could I see,
Except for the kid, known as Henry.
He was alone except for his book
With reservation the seat I took.

The ride was rough, many roads closed
Through it all, Henry stayed composed
As the bus drove through treacherous land
I remained calm holding Henry’s hand.

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Gizzard & Guts

Gizzard & Guts

I thought this would be an appropriate title for today’s post. Please accept this shout out to all of my fellow bloggers who are partaking in this challenge. We as writers use our gizzard to grind our ideas, our thoughts and ponderings. We take to heart what other people say, or worse, what people don’t say about our offerings. It takes guts to share with the world what we think or don’t think. Everyone has an opinion and more people are quick to tell you what they think about your opinion, yet they have not shared one of their own.

This is the second year in the A-Z Challenge and I love it. I love reading my fellow writers posts and being a part of this community. Sometimes I forget to leave a comment (I know that’s part of the challenge so let me apologize for reading without commenting).

When I first started putting my thoughts and ideas out for others to read it was very hard to take the criticism. Most of the criticism came from people I knew and it hurt deeply. Too many times I wanted to give up and delete all of my pages, blogs, etc. But every time I came to the moment of “are you sure you want to delete?”,  a comment would show up thanking me for the inspiration or the laugh or the encouragement. It would change my mind and I would continue sharing my thoughts and ideas. You see writing for me is like therapy. I have to do it. It isn’t so much sharing but the physical act of writing is something necessary to my spiritual being. If I can help someone or encourage someone, I tag that as a bonus.

When I published my first book, I was so excited and I thought I’m going be the next Stephen King. Ha ha ha. Too funny seeing how it’s not even the same genre. But dreams are good and that was my ultimate goal: to get published. For a spell, I misinterpreted getting published with getting rich and getting famous. I was quickly elucidated as to what the difference was. Don’t get me wrong, I’m very proud of my accomplishments with the books even though they don’t make any money. That wasn’t the point… the point was having a goal and achieving it. Not to mention everything I learned in the research of writing them.

These blog posts are entertainment for me and my readers. I enjoy what I do and I will continue to do it as long as I come up with ideas. I hope you will continue to do so as well, be it writing, reading or whatever your goal may be. If you work hard enough at it, you can achieve it. It just takes a little Gizzard and Guts.

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A Friend

friend

I really did not want to use Friend for the F challenge. But it’s the one F word that keeps coming back to me. In my humble opinion too many people will use the word “friend” without knowing the true meaning of what being a friend is.

“I have four hundred and seventy-six friends on Facebook.”

I don’t but some people probably do. A friend is a person whom one knows well and is fond of. Friendships are not easy and they are not to be taken lightly. If you have accepted the challenge to be a friend you might as well give in to the fact that it is going to be hard work. You need to reach out to be a friend to that person more than they reach out to you.  It’s not just when it’s convenient or to celebrate something. It’s all the time.

I hate Facebook although I partake. It seems like people think  “oh if you want to know what’s going on with me, just look at my Facebook”. I suppose that is the new age wave, and I’m getting old, and I’ll deal with it in my own time.

For now I will still share my opinion and shoot off at the mouth. Friendships are not easy, it takes hard work from both participants. Not just fair-weathered, and not just when there is a need for something. Friendship is four seasons. If you have a good friend… tell them how much they mean to you and how special they are. I can tell you it sure does mean a lot to me when I hear from my four friends.

This term friend I have to ponder
In my mind I let it wander
It’s the unexpected places
In unpredicted faces
Where one will saunter
And a friend that we will find

When I was young
And in grade school
One friend I had
And thought was cool.

But then I disapproved
Around the time of junior high
With her parents she did move
We cried and had to say good-bye.

Another friend came along
And took the place of she,
But it wouldn’t be too long
Before I would finally see
That her motives were all wrong
And she wasn’t really a friend to me.

She used me for her personal gain
And took my friendship all in vain
Someone else had more than me
So she moved up in society

One more friend I gave my heart
Everything clicked right from the start
But we were young it wasn’t right
She upped and left, gone one night

A lesson hard, a lesson learned
Then in a job a friend I earned
This friend who said that I could trust
Shame on me it was all for lust

Dismissed was I and he moved on
The friends I had were now all gone
Another job I did pursue
Working hard without issue

A different job, more so-called friends
Staying late to make amends
It all worked out for a while
But then my friends were in denial

They drained my heart and ate my soul
Cleaned my thoughts just like a bowl
I had to leave and get away
Who needs a friend anyway?

We all need friends
To help us grow
And feel complete
In all we know
If you have a friend
You deeply adore
Tell them once
Then tell them some more.

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