A Call For Help Elizabeth Marshall, December 16, 2024 A blazing red firetruck blaring its sirens pulls up to the last house on my side of the street. A crowd encircles the home as its owner stands outside, his phone to his ear. “I need help now!” he screams into the phone. “We’ll get someone there right away,”… Continue Reading
Emotion, In Motion Elizabeth Marshall, December 16, 2024December 16, 2024 Emotion in motion, all around from the heavens above to all the earthbound stars elicit spectacular views, oceans creates all colors and hues as ripples dance across the face of a sea not seeming to know its place Never concerned, the fish beneath swim with the current away from the… Continue Reading
Palms of My Hands Elizabeth Marshall, December 16, 2024December 16, 2024 My fist in the air, I declare victory in the battle I’ve warred for no one but me In solidarity, you stood by my side, making known to the world you never would hide from difficulty, sadness, or troubling times, whereas a man would walk away at the drop… Continue Reading
The Island (2003) Elizabeth Marshall, December 14, 2024December 14, 2024 You smile and take my hand, And say you understand You see my heart ache, Yet you do not cry Your voice speaks words That action does not follow My eyes see slivers of light you once saw, Yet now reveal nothing Your mind is awake, But you do not… Continue Reading
The Island (Reprise) Elizabeth Marshall, December 14, 2024December 14, 2024 Alive, still, I sit in wait My breath slows, the wind abates The palms of the coconut sway in the breeze, give the impression of being at ease Never since nor before have I been alone on the island I found, now called my home My toes sift sand, longing… Continue Reading
Life, Rewritten Elizabeth Marshall, November 25, 2024November 25, 2024 Life, Rewritten She reached on the bookcase late one day, to find the book she had written Yanking it down, the pages fell out, edges dusty and ripped and bitten by children, and bugs, they riddled the pages creating a wonderful mess, “What happened here?” she asked herself, hinting… Continue Reading
Building Boundaries, Not Walls Elizabeth Marshall, November 8, 2024 As a woman, I am familiar with the bossy chick vibe. If I am being assertive, adamant or confident in myself, and in expressing my needs or expectations, I am told by specific people I am annoying, perceived as angry, loud, bitchy, even hated and despised. Some will specifically state… Continue Reading
Tying Up Loose Ends Elizabeth Marshall, October 30, 2024October 30, 2024 As a not-so-proficient seamstress, my hand at sewing is limited. But that’s not to say I cannot do anything with fabric. I have sewn simple kitchen and small window curtains, even tablecloth and cocktail napkins. My favorite utilitarian item I’ve sewn so far is a red-cherry-and-green-stem apron that I have… Continue Reading
Act Like A Dog Elizabeth Marshall, October 8, 2024October 8, 2024 Living life in a stressed-out state is very bad for our health. I could list the body of research regarding stress and its effects on us as human beings here. Instead I will let that speak for itself elsewhere. I will say, however, that I am experiencing high levels… Continue Reading
It’s About Time Elizabeth Marshall, October 1, 2024October 1, 2024 I recently had one of those side-fence-in-the-front-yard experiences with the neighbor next door, where we talked about life as though we were two housewives from the 1950s. Except the things we talked about were far from what families back then would have openly discussed. One of the topics we… Continue Reading