Letter-c Day 22

It’s now 8 days shy of a month since that face time call and the dang letter-c reappeared in my world. Twenty two days of not sleeping peacefully through the night. Twenty two days of feeling the walls closing in around me.  Grrrr.

We did the early morning senior run to the grocery store, finally the store shelves are beginning to look normal again. Part of me says stock up now because this virus will be back for round two but the other part of me says don’t become one of those who went into full on hoarder mode.

The garden is looking amazing thus far. The seedlings I started in the house are double their size. Now, to keep the chipmunk out of the mix. I was reading that chipmunks are not fond of cinnamon oil and peppermint oil. I’m going to place cotton balls soaked with it near a couple of my plants and see if that discourages the digging he/she is determined to do. It looks like we’re going to have a few comfortable days ahead of us in the 70’s. I hate having the ac on.  I love hearing the birds chatter and the sound of leaves rustling that the ac drowns out.

I finished Langston Hughes  Not Without Laughter. I enjoyed the writing style and visual imagery that moved the story forward. I can’t even begin to comprehend life during that time frame as he shared.  The social injustices of the time sickened me as I read.  Maya Angelou said, “Prejudice is a burden that confuses the past, threatens the future, and renders the present inaccessible.” I believe it is still occurring maybe not as bad as in Hughes time but a lot of the brutality and inequality when it comes to career and income haven’t ended. Why is it unless we see prejudice and injustice with our own eyes we continue  in a state of denial ? The stories in books are dismissed as fiction because it’s easier to dismiss it than to accept the responsibility that all of us are part of the problem. Like the ostrich with its head buried in the sand, see nothing, know nothing. I didn’t intend to go off on another rant. I feel so frustrated because I feel like I am not doing enough.

Anyway, I enjoyed the book immensely and will be updating my reading list and reviewing on Goodreads. I highly recommend reading his work. His poetry is amazing if you haven’t had the opportunity to read it.

Dreams © Langston Hughes

“Hold fast to dreams

for if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

that cannot fly

Hold fast to dreams

for when dreams die

Life is a barren field

frozen with snow


His poetry inspired me along with Poe, Plath, Yeats, Whitman, Donne, Eliot, Wilde, Thomas, Bronte, Thoreau, Homer, Shelly and Bukowski. I love how each of them mastered a story or a message within verse.

A Wolf Moon© Lyn Crain
Shimmers across a darkened sky
that halo around it does not bode well.
All the signs are hard to deny
soon stormy weather, or maybe a white spell.
Those gusty raw winds chill to the bone.
Small animals scurry to cover
before the wolves catch them alone.
Palpable fear seems to hover,
the fittest survive, the weak will die.
The laws of nature are not fair,
some will struggle to defy
while others give in to despair.
Maybe some day someone will find my writing as inspiring to them. Like Hughes reminds us all we can’t let our dreams die.
My song choice today is by Kevin Sharpe, who by the way also battled cancer as a teen but unfortunately died at 43 from complications because of the chemo and radiation he underwent because of ongoing complications from past stomach surgeries and digestive issues.”  His book , Tragedy’s Gift is a powerful read. The Song Nobody Knows discusses the pain felt when a relationship ends and the lengths one goes to keep it secret from others prying eyes by pretending nothing is wrong. My relationship hasn’t ended but I feel like I’m walking a similar path by trying to keep a happy face on for everyone else.

Sometimes I just get tired like today. The four walls close in around me… nobody knows.


I keep thinking about the days when the letter-c was just a memory.


2 thoughts on “Letter-c Day 22

  1. Lyn, One of the things people admire about you is that you do say the things that need to be said. You don’t hold back. You are honest and outspoken, and a breath of fresh air that we all crave. That;s why I’m such an advocate for your writing, because you write the way you live. I love you, always and forever.

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