Posts by T.H.Meyer


The sun is bright today. After days, weeks, and months of rain. I’m still reveling in the glory of sunshine.   We live on a farm. And our neighbors live on farms. While the rain is a blessing, the saturated grounds negatively impacted work. However, it positively impacted hay production. But the grass is high. Very high. Cutting it now is a huge undertaking. Since most hay producers are already behind the power curve, this...

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There are times you live in the hidden nooks-n-crannies of your life, as if it were a shrinking back. But that’s not entirely true. It’s really a folding into your life. One that’s necessary and truer.   It may feel you stepped off the stage, as if you were an actor in a familiar bar. Yet, nobody knows your name anymore. Life grew smaller. And how does smaller grow? Yet you know it does, in it’s own...

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I was the shiny new girl. The one who came most anytime of a school year when growing up. Middle, beginnings, or endings, did not matter really. Most every grade was in a different school. I loved it then. I could change. Be a chameleon.   I graduated with strangers, or in the least, casual acquaintances. That was when I first, really ached for community, for a family of friends to celebrate memories I never shared.   I...

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My Ebenezer in Writing

My Ebenezer in Writing


Posted By on May 5, 2015

This is where it all began. This was the beginning of not letting fear rule me. From teenager to adulthood, I had hidden my work in secret places. Then one day, about 15 years ago, I burned it all. I destroyed every poem, short story, all my work, and I began fresh.   I became a blank slate. With nothing. No promise to ever write one tittle of a word or anything, ever again.   I started over.   And I just lived. For a...

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Hell came against you, somewhere on the way. It’s as if the sky has fallen on your head. Maybe it will knock some sense into everything, into you.   The thing you’ve been saying now whips backwards. Your own words mocking you.  Failing just one hour ago, they become ghosts that haunt.   You know how how you did well? Done good for one whole blessed, single day and even two? You believe in resurrections but few...

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