Stone River Writers

Sweet Potatoes

Sweet Potatoes

In childhood, the sermon was my least favorite segment of church service until the pastor got to whoopin’ near the end. By then, the ladies of the church had long since swooned when embodied with the holy ghost and had recovered their faculties. The deacons helped to...

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Solstice

Solstice

Prompt: “Solstice is a time to replenish and reflect” by Aliyah Chavez https://indiancountrytoday.com/news/solstice-is-a-time-to-replenish-and-reflect-2Z4IX186QkmSKhOFqFLOng On the shortest day of the year, I emerge from another shell of infirmity. While sleeping—or...

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Christmas Therapies

Prompt: #30 from “Christmas Therapies” book My understanding of Christmas continues to evolve as does my understanding and living into myself evolve. As a child Christmas meant presents and having to negotiate being around more folks than usual. My little introverted,...

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A Letter to My Body

Insert photos from Michaellyde.com Hello Dear One, It has been many years since I’ve written to you. Apologies, recriminations, delusions, and denials are compulsory; however, I choose to speak with you from a place of love, with love, and resting upon love. I love...

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If I Were God

Prompt: If I Were God by Pat Schneider Pat Schneider’s “If I Were God” is a sobering meditation on acceptance, mindfulness, enlightenment, and gratitude. I believe that I’ve read this work previously because it feels familiar—plus who can forget about a piece writing...

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Sweet Potatoes

Insert photo The last two stanzas in Barbara Kingsolver’s poem “How to Cure Sweet Potatoes” struck a chord with me. In childhood, the sermon was my least favorite segment of church service until the pastor got to whooping near the end. By then, the ladies of the...

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Survival

Need to insert two photos from MichaelLyde.com Gloria Gaynor said that I will survive. And Barbara Kingsolver visited my life again to give me tips for survival. A few pebbles and pearls to guide me on my journey of the mind on my path to potential. My mind is no...

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My Blue Boat Home?

Is this a blue, boat home? The only blue in the home is the big, blue sea just outside. A small foyer capped by a glass door encased in a wooden frame. The sun is overhead, casting a broad beam of light through the glass and onto the adjacent wall and mossy, green...

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Moving in Silence

Prompt: Stealth by Peggy Trotter Dammond Preacely I continue to move myself up the list. My default position at highest since the bucolic days of my youth. When I believed myself to be brimming with potential and going as far as my imagination would guide me. Before I...

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