Mother’s Choices: Two Kimo*

Mother’s Choices: Two Kimo* (A poem for the strongest woman I call Nanay) She gave birth to a baby she called Rose. Loving beyond borders, walls. She somehow made the right choice. Miles from home she ran with the man she loves. Her beating heart overruled. Her innocence captured. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All… Continue reading Mother’s Choices: Two Kimo*

Mind’s Colorful Beats

“The soul becomes dyed with the colour of its thoughts.” ― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations I am currently… Loving… writing poetry ‘cause I don’t know I have them in me.   Eating… chewy moniegold. Drinking… water, not cold. Watching… nothing, really. Going… to exercise my right to vote, freely. Reading… The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah. Texting… my… Continue reading Mind’s Colorful Beats