Evening in the Garden

In response to Prompt three of Trifecta Challenge, week 33 :

They could have waited with him

To ease the dread of the coming hours

But they sleep – weak, unaware,

Despite His enigmatic warnings.

He agonizes; he despairs 

As long-foretold events 



His mind flashes back

Tentative toddler steps

Tumbling into his Mothers arms

Foretelling tomorrow’s fall

She will be there – again – to cradle Him 

As he falls to 



On this eve, here in the garden

Friends nearby (all but one) 

He stands alone; 

On the edge of eternity

Embracing His dreaded, desired destiny

He stands alone.

He weeps.

About Those Boys…

As I set up this Blog, and establish categories that I think will become regular stopping off places, I realize that though I’ve neared the milestone of 5 posts, none of them have been specifically about my boys.  I know there will be many posts about each of them in the days to come but for now, a few words of introduction are in order – in order of their birth, the line-up of our ‘starting five’:

  • Aidan, 9
  • Dylan, 7
  • Robby, 6
  • Ryan, 4
  • Alex, nearly 6 months old!

So for now – this is my placeholder for the category “Grandsons”.  I promise there is much material to capture in this category!

We’ve Been Here Before

I am linking with the Trifecta Challenge http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com


Week 33 Prompt Two:Write a 33-333 word response using the third definition of the following word:   score (noun)  3 a : an account or reckoning originally kept by making marks on a tally    b : amount due : indebtedness

We’ve been here before!

The lopsided score eludes explanation

A bad call; a stray pass; a failed free throw

Often, the upside is ours

Today – not so much.

We’ve been here before!


The games continue, one after another

Yesterday’s regrets finally fade

Today’s lessons enable tomorrow’s triumphs

Though outcomes are, as yet, unknown.

We’ve been here before!


The joy of the journey

The game ‘du jour’ is rejoined

Outrageous odds or easy wins

The power to persist – the privilege to play.

We’ve been here before!

by BCIJo (aka Joanne Edith)

What I Tell Myself Three Times is True

This is the first time I am linking directly with the Trifecta Challenge http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com


Week 33 Prompt One:

Write a 33-333 word response to the following quote: “What I tell you three times is true.” by Lewis Carroll. You do not have to use the actual quote in your response, but you may if you wish.

She had to believe this would work, or it might not…

She had to convince herself that the grass was not greener in this wonderful, magical place;  despite the vibrant vistas, yellow-bricked journeys and technicolored tribulations…

She had to truly want to return to her sometimes scary, mostly mundane, but reliably black-and-white world…

She closed her eyes and tapped her sequined, ruby slippers together, three times: 

“There’s no place like home, 

     There’s no place like home, 

            There’s no place like home!”

by BCIJo (aka Joanne Edith)

Let’s get this blog going….

Since my first post, I’ve struggled with just how to get this blog going.   The paradigm of publicly posting your thoughts and musings is new to me, though the notion of writing, as a therpeutic form of introspection, is familiar and comforting.

Since June 1, as promised, I’ve followed my daughter – my role model, and through her, became involved in the Trifectra weekly word challenge.  Because I didn’t really have a blog, I had to post via Trifectra Anonymous.  Perhaps today, I can publish my first post via this blog. And (once I figure out how to do it) I’ll post my recent submissions, under the category “Pre-blog Posts”.

Hello world!

It’s the first day of June, and almost three months have passed since I happily retired from the working world, after nearly 45 years.

Supposedly, now I will have time to do all the things I said I wished I had time to do, throughout those 45 years.  The dilemma of course is for me to find a structure (that’s the engineer talking) in which to enjoy these pursuits of passion..these avocational obsessions (that’s the creative-performing artist peeking through).

I begin this blog in the spirit in which I captured my “first day of retirement” sunrise photos and thoughts (thank you, PRUDENTiAL, for the wonderful suggestion),  while embracing the delicious dilemma of where to begin.  So, in a  profound moment of clarity (and i hope to have many more), I decided that my “HealthyMom blog” daughter will be my role model.

Here we go…the world and my grandsons, await!

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