Sunday, December 14, 2014

Related to Unflinching

Related to Unflinching by Teri H Hoover
December 14, 2014

Related to UNFLINCHING-     Synonyms
determined, dogged, grim, implacable, relentless, unappeasable, unyielding, unrelenting
You are related to unflinching. If your feeling courageous you might even admit it.
The word that holds my heart is unrelenting. I used it to describe a photo my brother just sent me. It is not mine to share. So with words imagine.
A view through a door with a window to a small dimly lit mud room. Perched on a small table a rail thin woman, with her toes hanging, forgotten, over the edge. She is turned away from us and looks out a window into the dark, cold evening. Her arms are curled up around her and her bald head rests in her lovely hand.   
The photo is possibly one of the most beautiful images I have ever seen.
 It is terribly beautiful. 
It is unrelenting.

a prayer for all those suffering- xo teri

Saturday, December 13, 2014


 Dormant by Teri H Hoover©
December 13, 2014
Lifeless leaf
Skids over a partially frozen pond.
Frantic wind chime
Clangs haphazardly on a rusted chain.
Dormant fish
Sustained by cycles, and the seed of summer. 

Sunday, September 07, 2014

Not a Horse in Sight

Not a Horse in Sight by Teri H Hoover©
09-07-2014 Sunday Whirl- #177

She rose.
Evading the edge.
No room for meandering.

Plant your heart.
Thrust this trust.
Rusting are the locks.

Dismal balls of metal
These spots... 
  • Bullets 
  • no more 
  • than a signal 
  • to

Friday, September 05, 2014


 Compassion by Teri H Hoover©
September 5, 5014

I note the failed attempts
in this very room.
A blessing song of September crickets
behind vain attempts of spinning blades.

With compassion I
hush the whipping edge of coolness.
With compassion I
breath in the blessing song again.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014


Is available to me.

A Pigeons Faithfullness


A Pigeons Faithfulness

 Survey my position and report.
"I am stuck." I squeak.
But no one hears. 
The earth will turn and I will wait.

Faith in the flutter of the compass needles addiction to north.
Who holds my heart as the needles spins?
A face frozen by structure cannot smile- nor laugh.
It does not mean I have been unhappy.
Walk on and don't look back at my demise.
My meeting goes on unmet.