Last Call

While climbing through the Tower at Antietam Battlefields remembering how Maryland tried so hard to stay neutral suddenly overwhelmed by armies from both the North and the South. I found my memories had created the sounds in my head of the last call of the dying and the ground flooded with blood for a mile or more.

As the smoke and noise and desisting armies left Maryland, burying the memories of thousands upon thousands of men. Imagine fighting in their very own back yards, fields and meadows! Those in the nearby towns and villages never able to release the memories of those who had screamed their last call! Momma, daddy, or the name of their True Love! And tomorrow never comes.
The very sounds of the muzzles firing and cannons blasting and the smoke rising in the air for miles. As I came back to reality and 2009 descending down the steps of The Tower, the sounds fade from my head as I exit the acres of the huge park.
The sounds inside my mind are silent now as I enter a small city where the local buried their dead from that day next to a huge church, where the stones go on and on. Hearing the silent pain and screams from inside those who were experiencing that solemn moment of prayer remembering the ones going home for His last call as those left behind determine the permanent memory of those loved in their minds for eternity!


Sharon Rose T. ©

Solitaire Is Still Alright With Me!

Solitaire is like the game of cards you may do anything you like as long as no one is watching. Or so you may hope no one sees you move that cards out of the way! Oh you have all done it even mama has moved a card out o the way. Ha! I don't believe that you have never moved a card out of the way. So, yes you may not remember that you moved that card out of the way but, you have! Everyone has once only to find out that you still could not win. Now betcha can't do it on the computer with Solitaire if they even still have such a thing. Well of course I've moved on tho bigger and better games haven't we all but, they are still solitaire if you want them to be or you can play with people all over the world. The solitude is still sometimes better that the drama. Good clean fun in solitaire
yes there is. Solitaire is faithful and true, and Solitaire cannot nag, talk back, whine, yell, cajole or bother you in any way. If it does just stuff those cards in a box and give them infinitely long time outs. That's right don't touch them, talk to those cards or otherwise be bothered. Get on the computer and just tell those cards they are obsolete! Or you could just forgive that hand and go at it again! :)

Agree To What!

How could I ever turn away and just think ‘It” was a myth? A legend of sorts with a long history of violence, infamy and absolute justice. After much reflection in the 90’s my realization came and ‘It’, in my life I had blamed all my choices on ‘It’ or others. Although, I did not know anything about ‘It”. I found it as convenient as all populations to blame events that were a disappointment to me on ‘It” or a him and others. Uninformed of that for every action there is a reaction, like providence. Some kind of destiny or divine intervention of consequences that I was not aware and totally uninformed, as an uninformed person I walked in the dark not forewarned existing in the dark. Supernaturally there was a destination fulfilling where I could find solace. And believe me I searched every darkness. There were a few folks out there in the dark that I could count on but they were far and few. I travelled the world looking for ‘It’ providence. At first I thought ‘It’ would be a great marriage and all party friends and we just thought we had ‘It’ all. And we did! Finding no solace neither fulfillment I still was crying out for twenty years. ‘It’ was missing and I was unfulfilled, and I even tried pets with no resolve. I went somewhere called a church and found myself crying for no apparent reason; I had everything I needed in life and was married again. Suddenly I found myself saying something, agreeing to what! I did not even know what was said. Why don’t they just speak in a vocabulary I understand? Then I moved about a month later and never met another person of faith and knowledge for two decades. The world was a really big place back then and my Isaiah experience from the wilderness would not present The Gift until I lived among a very peculiar people and no matter what horrible events presented they would smile, not be devastated and always knew how to recover rapidly. No computers, three channels on a tele and who had time for the news, where had I been in a cave. I don’t know why I am still here and many good and wonderful people I love are not and I am not that aged. The lack of knowledge can leave one in everlasting an appetite with suspended animation, in a hurried world without destinations but materialism, with no goals but the greed to perpetuate idolatry. Without purpose or vision there is no real tangible love just all the motions and counterfeits. Until you find “It” or ‘It’ finds you! Thank you, Janet wherever you are?