Mj PettengillApr 25, 20211 minLooking For Your Own FaceYour face is neither infinite nor ephemeral. You can never see your own face, only a reflection, not the face itself. So you sigh in...
Mj PettengillApr 21, 20212 minWhich Side Are You On? From the Author's Pen “In God’s eyes, we are the same, no matter which side of the fence we are on.”
Mj PettengillApr 18, 20216 minA Rootless Tree Cannot Reach the LightMy question today is, would my Puritan ancestors send me to the gallows?
Mj PettengillApr 15, 20213 minThe Secret Life of a SpinnerExcept for Mary and August, no one knew about the attic...
Mj PettengillApr 13, 20212 minThe Edge of the WoodsI stand at the edge of the woods, observing the contrast between the remnants of winter—death—and signs of new life. Brown and green,...
Mj PettengillApr 11, 20213 minRemembering InnocenceThese ghosts still wander, reminding me of who we were in what seemed to be another lifetime.
Mj PettengillApr 4, 20211 minImpossible StairsWe was one of them tarnished families that only stepped foot inside a church for funerals and weddin’s. Mamma roped us into goin’ to...
Mj PettengillApr 2, 20217 minThe Circus is in Town: ExcerptUsually done in by the end of the week, the girls were excited that P.T. Barnum’s circus was in town, and at the risk of penalty, took...
Mj PettengillMar 31, 20216 minCan You Hear Me Now? (Yes.)At this time, I wish to share that I will have an online presence that does not require an act of God to accomplish.
Mj PettengillMar 28, 20214 minSocial Death, Addiction, and AngelsIf you are suffering and believe there is nowhere to turn, please reconsider. Any shame, unworthiness, fear, or loss of hope can be faced...
Mj PettengillMar 26, 20212 minHer TruthIn the end, what haunted her in her youth had become what she lived for.
Mj PettengillMar 24, 20213 minFrom the Author's Pen: The Space Left BehindWhat was lost may be gone forever, but you can seek and create a new world in the space left behind.
Mj PettengillMar 21, 20211 minThe GreeningWith all of the snow piled up around us, it had become an unintended commitment. I didn’t give it much thought. It just happened.
Mj PettengillMar 17, 20214 minThe Soil of My Native HomelandThe ships stayed in port, not intended for the ravenous folk with empty bellies and rattlin’ bones—
Mj PettengillMar 16, 20212 minHope and a Fallen RainbowWhen my oldest son was three years old, he was convinced that a rainbow had fallen into the puddle...
Mj PettengillMar 14, 20215 minIf It Is in You, PrayYes, the shadows are menacing, but we are equipped to find our way.
Mj PettengillMar 12, 20214 minOver The Hill from The Poor-houseI am inspired by others' offerings. This particular poem is deeply moving. The love for mother brought about tears. Reaching into the...
Mj PettengillMar 10, 20213 minWhere Do the Children Play? Re-memberingWe do not witness the atrocities connected to most of what we consume in our daily lives.
Mj PettengillMar 8, 20212 minYou Know the WayIf you have always relied on a lantern to see, it is time to extinguish it. You may have forgotten that you know the way.