Dragon Guilt

Guilt is the thing that lets you know

Just how far from the path you go

That you’ve wandered far and near

Letting go of what you hold dear

 

It’s a sign of when to turn back

So that your happiness you won’t lack

So turn back once you feel

Like off your skin you want to peel

 

Just like the boy who turned into a dragon

You find you really want to be on the wagon

Huddling close to family and friends

Knowing that with them you want to find an end


Little poem inspired by Eustace Scrubb from Voyage of the Dawn Treader by C.S. Lewis and the trouble he gets himself into. Also by the revisit of Dungeon Prompt: Guilt – Illuminating or Engulfing the Darkness.

You’ve Ignored me, Now I Ignore You

I am entitled to know all his business.
–Lady Catherine de Bourgh
 
Reality never seems to show what’s there;
I find that demands are constantly placed here.
Getting in the way of my life, because you believe you have the right?
How is it that someone who has never cared
To help me, opinion’s now what I should share.
 

Alex said nothing as his father ranted and raved at him.

“Why you should take this little nothing into our family when she is just that! A nothing!”

He had to sit and listen to his father, a man who had never done a single thing in his life to deserve the title ‘father’, degrade the choice of his son to adopt a woman as his sister without his ‘father’s’ approval.

Alex stood as his father began to speculate on the connection between him and his new sister.

“That is quite enough. I will hear no more from you.”

Alex left the room, his father still yelling after him to come back.

‘You spent decades ignoring my cries, Father. Now it is your turn to be denied.’


Another little part of my Former Guardian universe using a character that I wasn’t even sure was going to show up. Alex’s father is not the kind of character that I like to write about and I honestly never thought he’d show up until he was yelling and screaming at Alex.

I really don’t like him.

Anyway, this is partially inspired by the revisit of the Dungeon Prompt: Entitlement Ideology from Sreejit.

No Respite

Say it again one more time
And don’t forget you have to rhyme,
For in life there is no respite
Even from words, you’ll find I’m right.
 
How could it be that they hold me down?
A couple of letters keep me spinning ’round;
Very often I have found myself lost
Even though in my mind there is no moss…
Now I’ve gone and my way with words is lost.
 
Have you ever gone looking for a story, just one, in your own mind and become lost?
 
Even here in my own mind, I find no peace with so many worlds demanding their turn at the type.
 

This was inspired by the rewrite that Sreejit started of his own Dungeon Prompts, this one is for the Dungeon Prompt: Seeking Refuge. Now that my mind has started on these once again, I find that I am captivated all over again.

This is a good thing.

Foggy Morning

A fog hovers overhead

Not sure where to go instead

Wander the halls

Lost and feeling small

Just want to rest

Can’t find the best

Way to turn off

My mind, it’ll scoff

Does it not feel

That guilt is real

Is there no way

That I can see day

Because this night

Will keep light

Inside of me

Just let it be!


This was inspired by my inability to sleep last night and yet still waking early (why?!) and also by the revisit of the Dungeon Prompt: Guilt.

Loss of Balance

Finding a balance between her professional life, something that was necessary to pay the bills and take care of her sons, and her time spent with her sons was very difficult. On the one side, she wanted to bury herself in her work completely so that she didn’t have to think about the hole in her life that used to be filled by her husband. She wanted to keep her body moving so that her mind didn’t have time to think.

On the other hand, she didn’t want to lose anymore of her sons’ lives than she already had. She had missed months if not years of her eldest’s life. She knew that he still blamed her for the divorce between Warren and her. Mary had never been able to sit down and really talk it over with Terry and not talking about it had caused the rift to grow.

“Mary, let me help, you don’t have to work yourself to death for this.” 

“No, Alex,” Mary sighed over the phone, “I need to work, you know that more than anyone else.”

“Mary, you’re missing the best years of Matt’s life, you don’t want to make the same mistakes that you made with Terry.”

Mary drew in a breath of air sharply, but said nothing as she carefully closed the cell phone in her hand.

She wondered if she’d ever find the balance that she needed in this life or if, when it did come, it would ever be allowed to last.

“Alex, you don’t understand,” she whispered to herself, the phone sitting on the table beside her, “My kind are not allowed to do anything other than make mistakes.”

The sun was high in the sky as she looked out the window, the rays beating down on her with a harsh glare as if to remind her of what she was even if she was no longer who she had been.


This was a combination of two prompts: the Dungeon Prompt: Balance and the Art of Succeeding in an All or Nothing World by Sreejit and the Light and Shade Challenge for this first Monday of the month.

This Year I Will…

image: sister just older than me's old art pad

image: ‘Sisters’ , from sister just older than me’s old art pad

Remember that we are not invincible
Especially when life is hard.
So keep in mind my limitations
Or down upon the ground I’ll go.
Let old hurts heal
Until all that’s left is a scar.
Think about why I feel something
Even if that reason hurts.
 
The whole is greater than the sum of its parts.
–Aristotle

(This image is one that my sister drew based off a picture of two of our other sisters.)

This post is inspired by two prompts: Eclectic Corner #3 – Resolutions and the revisit of Dungeon Prompt: Mortality and the Human Psyche. Make sure to check out the prompts as well as Sreejit’s revisit of his Dungeon Prompt, Defined by the Darkness, it’s really good for making you think!

Freedom is…

Freedom is…

Being able to feel safe

Knowing someone will catch you when you fall

Working with a team that you trust

Listening to someone play for you a part they’ve practiced for weeks

Feeling the love of your family, chose or otherwise

Knowing that someone is happy because of you

Teaching a child a skill that they need or want to learn

Kneeling in prayer to your Higher Power

Being able to protect yourself and those you care about, from words or actions

Being who you are without apology


There is an endless list for what freedom is for me, for my family, for those I care about. It’s not something I always think about, but after an incident in my family last night I was struck by it. There are things that I am not allowed to do and there are good reasons for it. Sometimes I chafe at them, but I still must live by them. I forget that though I am restricted in a lot of things there is even more that I am not restricted when many others are.

Freedom is being able to live and not just survive.

This little walk was inspired by the revisit of the Dungeon Prompt:  Freedom in the Modern World that Sreejit is doing. I can’t include his response for this one because it has mysteriously disappeared this morning from the internet.