Carol McDonaldUnseen VigilIf he could walk, he’d get there, but instead he sat wondering where the sycamore trees would pop up, and where the anvil would hit the…Apr 15, 2022Apr 15, 2022
Carol McDonaldBabushkaI keep going, ebbing and flowing, crashing and laughing. The rivers flow camouflaged as tears on the small fragile face of the child I…Mar 29, 2021Mar 29, 2021
Carol McDonaldOld LovesWhy do I love old things so much? I love old cars or what is properly termed “vintage”. There is just so much character, detail and…Nov 25, 2018Nov 25, 2018
Carol McDonaldPotatoes are HeavyHe was a little boy, about 6 or 7. His mother would send him to the produce shop to get her peppers or tomatoes or bananas, but sometimes…Aug 4, 2018Aug 4, 2018
Carol McDonaldBlack Butterfly“Filled with vivid imagery and poetic lilts, the searching spirit of the protagonist views her world with the thoughts and curiosity of a…Aug 1, 2018Aug 1, 2018
Carol McDonaldGet Rid of the UglySo, it’s been a while since my last entry and much has happened. We went through hurricane Irma in the Caribbean and here in Florida — a…Oct 4, 2017Oct 4, 2017
Carol McDonaldThe Sun Will ShineSmoke gathers in the air as if waiting to settle on someone. The sun shines but its warmth is felt by some, not others. Those others are…Feb 1, 2017Feb 1, 2017
Carol McDonaldAwakeSlowly the comfort of dark shifts, and I rise atop a thin consciousness that warns me; there’s no turning back. The room is still shadowed…Jan 6, 2015Jan 6, 2015
Carol McDonaldAdieuHow do you write an obituary for someone who hid from themselves, hid who they were and shared only what made them seem grand and above…Nov 25, 2014Nov 25, 2014
Carol McDonaldWoman’s Journey Through Hell…Suffice to say, realizing that you’re getting older isn’t something that brings a sense of comfort and calm to a woman’s heart, it doesn’t…Nov 18, 2014Nov 18, 2014