A-Z: 2018 Reflections

A-to-Z Reflection [2018]

Well, I don’t know how I did it, but I actually completed The Challenge. Three years in a row! Not too bad, if I do say so, myself. There are many who do such a better work of this annual challenge. I know many who do and have for years, too. Some of these dedicated souls are: Messy Mimi, Curious as a Cathy, Patricia, John at The Sound of One Hand Typing, and Ellen of 15andmeowingThere are so many more that I just cannot list here and now. I was so impressed with what I read and enjoyed during the post Challenge. You all rock!

I wanted to share a handful of favourite pieces of my own writing. I do believe that I shared some of my more relatable writing, too. It was important to me to be authentic and open. In return, I appreciate the comments, questions, and support. I hope you enjoyed my words and thoughts. I plan to keep writing and sharing, and I plan to keep getting better at both.

April was very busy in many areas of life. The A-Z challenge is easy, compared to daily Life. My writing is affected by life, though. It is often how I think things through and sort them out. Sharing these poems and stories can connect others with that process for themselves. Or, they may relate to the experience that I share. I will keep sharing. It is a wonderful thing to reach out and have someone reach back.

Here is the list of my April 2018 A-Z Posts. Congratulations to those that completed the Challenge. Thank you to those that read along with me and shared their thoughts. I will be reading from the lists for quite some time. Please join us for the A-Z Blog Challenge next year! It is a very

“My Writeful Heart”:
A= Acknowledgments
B= Believe
C= Camouflage
D= The Drought
E= Exist
F= Final Departure
G= The Guardian
H= The Horologist
I= Impasse
J= Joseph
K= Knowing
L= The Loan
M= Mirror
N= Number
O= Ozark
P= Mr. Peabody
Q= The Queen
R= Requiem
S= Seeds
T= Thirst
U= Unspoken
V= Victory
W= Willow
X= X
Y= Yearn
Z= Zinnia

A-Z: Zinnia

Grampy loved to grow flowers
in his carefully tended garden.
His favourites were the Zinnia,
saying they were like Gram,
colourful and bold,
dancing in the sunshine,
attracting others with
an unrivaled beauty.
Gram spoke of this memory,
long after she left him.
Grampy remembered, too,
as he sat in his easy-chair,
silent tears on his face.

~McGuffy Ann Morris

Contemplating the letter Z, this poem wrote itself from my childhood memories. Some memories don’t fade but remain suspended in the darkest corners of the heart until we shine a light on them again. Grampy, this one is for you.

Z

“My Writeful Heart”:
A= Acknowledgments
B= Believe
C= Camouflage
D= The Drought
E= Exist
F= Final Departure
G= The Guardian
H= The Horologist
I= Impasse
J= Joseph
K= Knowing
L= The Loan
M= Mirror
N= Number
O= Ozark
P= Mr. Peabody
Q= The Queen
R= Requiem
S= Seeds
T= Thirst
U= Unspoken
V= Victory
W= Willow
X= X
Y= Yearn

 

 

A-Z: Yearn

Fragments of memories
drift through her mind,
pieces of yesterday
long left behind.
Time is swallowed
or swept away
by waning shadows
in breaks of the day.

~McGuffy Ann Morris

This poem was written for an elderly friend. It is my take on her reflections of life, loss, and love. Her personal story is bittersweet, but she chooses to focus on the sweetness.

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“My Writeful Heart”:
A= Acknowledgments
B= Believe
C= Camouflage
D= The Drought
E= Exist
F= Final Departure
G= The Guardian
H= The Horologist
I= Impasse
J= Joseph
K= Knowing
L= The Loan
M= Mirror
N= Number
O= Ozark
P= Mr. Peabody
Q= The Queen
R= Requiem
S= Seeds
T= Thirst
U= Unspoken
V= Victory
W= Willow
X= X

A-Z: X

marks the spot…
where I buried the excised detritus
of a relationship that explored
the very depths of exalted love.

I never considered exceeding expectations,
though I exhausted all extenuating possibilities.
After careful examination of your exhibition,
I am exonerated. No explanation is needed.

I will not further excavate my heart and soul;
I will not exhume extraneous vestige.
Extinguished, heart in exodus, it leaves
only a final example of abdication.

Yet, I know that love exists.

~McGuffy Ann Morris

Poems that have the letter X in the title are difficult to find. I had no “X” poems. So, I wrote this poem for my first A-Z Challenge, in 2016. However, aside from that, this poem is extremely meaningful to me. It is my hope that it may speak to someone who reads it, too.

X

“My Writeful Heart”:
A= Acknowledgments
B= Believe
C= Camouflage
D= The Drought
E= Exist
F= Final Departure
G= The Guardian
H= The Horologist
I= Impasse
J= Joseph
K= Knowing
L= The Loan
M= Mirror
N= Number
O= Ozark
P= Mr. Peabody
Q= The Queen
R= Requiem
S= Seeds
T= Thirst
U= Unspoken
V= Victory
W= Willow

 

 

A-Z: Willow

The trees bow down
to the raging winds,
knowing that
resistance causes pain.
Sometimes peace
can only be attained
through surrender.

~McGuffy Ann Morris

There is a quiet wisdom in trees. They can teach us to bend without breaking or to stand our ground firmly. There comes a time for surrender, but we must ultimately decide that for ourselves. Peace always comes at a price.

W

“My Writeful Heart”:
A= Acknowledgments
B= Believe
C= Camouflage
D= The Drought
E= Exist
F= Final Departure
G= The Guardian
H= The Horologist
I= Impasse
J= Joseph
K= Knowing
L= The Loan
M= Mirror
N= Number
O= Ozark
P= Mr. Peabody
Q= The Queen
R= Requiem
S= Seeds
T= Thirst
U= Unspoken
V= Victory 

A-Z: Victory

I did not win anything for others or myself,
by taking my courage down, from off the shelf.
I proved nothing when all was said and done.
I was there, saw it all, and still believe I won.

~McGuffy Ann Morris

This addresses our inner battles that others may not even be aware of. Sometimes it is in surviving that we win. Sometimes, the courage comes from continuing on, no matter how difficult things get. The victory can be that you persevered, knowing that it only mattered to you. And, in that moment, that is what matters the most.

V

“My Writeful Heart”:
A= Acknowledgments
B= Believe
C= Camouflage
D= The Drought
E= Exist
F= Final Departure
G= The Guardian
H= The Horologist
I= Impasse
J= Joseph
K= Knowing
L= The Loan
M= Mirror
N= Number
O= Ozark
P= Mr. Peabody
Q= The Queen
R= Requiem
S= Seeds
T= Thirst
U= Unspoken

A-Z: Unspoken

Things said and unsaid,
both raw and painful.
Scars ran deep,
wounds beneath
never able to heal.
Things could never
be undone;
compromise and tolerance
worn far too thin.
Defeat was now
too heavy to bear,
even together.
Walking away,
time and silence
swallowed their leftover
unspoken words.

~McGuffy Ann Morris

This poem can speak of various kinds of relationships. In fact, for me, it does.

U

“My Writeful Heart”:
A= Acknowledgments
B= Believe
C= Camouflage
D= The Drought
E= Exist
F= Final Departure
G= The Guardian
H= The Horologist
I= Impasse
J= Joseph
K= Knowing
L= The Loan
M= Mirror
N= Number
O= Ozark
P= Mr. Peabody
Q= The Queen
R= Requiem
S= Seeds
T= Thirst

A-Z: Seeds

Scattered, like seeds
in an elusive breeze,
are moments.
Throughout life
we sow seeds—
memories—
putting down roots
to weather the storms
that blow in on
the winds of change.
We tend our lives
like gardens,
weeding out the chaff,
painful and stifling,
to harvest moments
ripe with sustenance,
in which to carry us
through inevitable
droughts of loneliness,
and inescapable flooding
recollections of regret.

~McGuffy Ann Morris

I have always related to the seasons. Their relevance to life is obvious to me. This is in part what drives my book, Weeds. You can find this poem there, too. Each season, every year, I assess myself and my life. Now, Spring brings renewal and growth. I look forward to the things it offers, knowing that I will need them later.

S

“My Writeful Heart”:
A= Acknowledgments
B= Believe
C= Camouflage
D= The Drought
E= Exist
F= Final Departure
G= The Guardian
H= The Horologist
I= Impasse
J= Joseph
K= Knowing
L= The Loan
M= Mirror
N= Number
O= Ozark
P= Mr. Peabody
Q= The Queen
R= Requiem