Picture Poetry, Poetry, Short Stories

I saw you in my dreams



I hardly ever dream these days
So imagine my surprise,
To see you there smiling handsomely
With that twinkle in your eye.

Dumbfounded I stood frozen
As you dined with someone else,
She seemed to be your lady,
Horrified, my feet felt like lead.

My heart sank when you said,
“Hi, come say hello to my girlfriend! ”
To rub your happiness in my face like that
Was cruel since we used to be an item.

I stood there trying to smile and talk
Wishing the ground would swallow me whole,
Then looked at my watch as I explained,
I really had to rush to work.

To see you in my dreams like this
Isn’t fun at all to picture.
I hope this never happens again
Or is this a prediction of the future?


Image source: Digital Art by A~I.R.B.
Contents compiled: March 4 2017
Originally published: March 4 2017
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard

Short Stories

A beautiful thing…

Image source: Yahoo images (vimeo.com)
Image source: Yahoo images (vimeo.com)

So this week I witnessed something wonderful. My daughter and I saw a caterpillar crawling along the wall by the kitchen window and deduced we may have brought it in with us when we picked flowers earlier in the day. So we decided to take care of it — give it food and water and a place to live — a covered bowl with air holes into which we put leaves and water in a bottle cap.

The next day, to our amazement, the caterpillar wasn’t moving! It had crawled under a leaf and appeared dead. We were both a little sad but I decided to touch it just to make sure. Fantastic, it was still alive! Upon further investigation, it turned out it had shed its skin and its shape was slowly changing. We kept observing for a few more days, all the while doing the touch test to make sure it was still alive. Amazingly, shapes of little wings were becoming visible. It was transforming into a butterfly.

I wasn’t sure how long the entire process was supposed to take, and kept forgetting to do the research. And then TODAY we saw the butterfly! It was healthy, and beautiful. My little munchkin wanted to do the honors of releasing her into the sky and so she did. And then our little ‘foster child’ flew off ready to live the next chapter of its life. Transformations are wonderful. Nature is wonderful. Life is wonderful. There is still beauty amid the chaos you just have to know where to look. Enjoy!

*Originally published August 2015

Contents written: August 23 2014  |  Edited: August 29 2015  |  Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises

Picture Poetry, Poetry

Waking up slowly


Sleeping in past 5:30 am,
Feeling the sun kiss my face
As its warm golden rays
Peak through the drapes.
I’m wonderfully serenaded
By the joyful birds
As their songs of praise
Rise to the one above,
Simply thankful to be alive
As am I.


Image source: Digital Art by A~I.R.B.
Contents compiled: March 5 2017
Originally published: March 5 2017
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard