A moment, long ago, so vivid, so utterly vivid.
That tiny moment, in time, when everything in life,
Coalesced to an instant of perfection.

When she laughed and tossed her auburn hair,
Her lovely face, framed in scattered sunshine
Filtered through brilliant, Autumn leaves.

The very air, crisp with a freshness,
Emblazoning the gloriousness of the surrounding
Vaulting, snow clad, high peaks.

This moment, worth more than a year of mundanity,
More than a lifetime of ordinariness.....
Shone with a graceful and unique radiance.

A brilliance, forever remembered, forever treasured.

M@Foxglove.Taranaki.NZ
June 15 2025

Yeah I'm so funny for the stories I tell, but I lived my twenties thinking living was hell
Sure, now it's hilarious that my past was so **** wild but is it really?
I was just a child
I did what I needed to-
I stuck it out, I took my beatings and I tried not to pout, he was the path I chose and there was no way out.
I was seventeen living miles away and when I needed it most, my family never came.
We wonder now, why I stayed, all the things he did to me I should have felt betrayed.
Though he was my captor, he felt more like a savior and maybe thats why for so long-
I excused his behavior.
When no one else would help me, he would stand right there, yeah sometimes he would hurt me, but so did everyone else who cared.
I know now it wasn't love-
just possession and control,
but that 17 year old girl in me was always desperate to prove that wrong.