Wednesday, December 31, 2025

Welcome To My Blog

 

To help you select the stories and poetry you might want to read, below is the list of all posts made to my blog since its inception. Posts are listed in chronological order from the first post made on April 18, 2019, until the most recent post (The most recent post appears first on the blog). Please browse the list of posts to find the titles that most intrigue you. Then do one of the following:

 

1.         Place the title of the post in the space beneath the header, “Search This Blog.” With regard to poetry, a post may contain more than one poem. You may have to insert the first two poems listed to find what you want. Then click on search. The posting should appear at the top of the screen for you to read. Or . . .

 

2.         Using the date a particular posting was made, go to the “Blog Archive” to the right of the posts and click on the particular month in which the poem or short story was posted and scroll down until you find what you would like to read. Please note that if you scroll through all the posts on the screen and don’t find what you are looking for, below the last post on the screen, on the right, are the words, “Older Posts.” Click on this and you will find the additional posts made during the particular month you have selected. Scroll through these until you find the story or poem you wish to read.

 

Enjoy the journey, as you read the creations of my heart and my mind.

 

Thank you.

 

Alan

Alan Lowe
Poet and Writer

slolowe@icloud.com

https://slolowe44.blogspot.com/

 

 

You can never predict the future with certainty. Too many things can intervene.

 

Life has its ups and downs. You live for today, and wonder about . . .

 

 

The Day After

 

“Yes, I can do that. I’ll get to it the first thing Monday morning.”

I hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

It looked like I’d have a weekend free of work responsibilities.

I cleared my desk and stared out the window.

Beautiful clouds draped the horizon.

 

I thought about what tomorrow might bring.

When I awoke the next day, everything seemed as it should be, nothing unusual.

Breakfast was casual, the weather was fine.

It appeared that an ordinary Saturday lay ahead—

No special projects to do, calls to be made, or people to see.

 

I felt blessed, as I thought about relaxing and enjoying my new found freedom.

Then the phone rang. I picked it up off the kitchen table and said, “Hello.”

At first nobody responded, but then . . .

“You must listen to me,” a voice demanded.

“Who are you?” I asked, somewhat confused.

 

“I am the answer to your prayers, the designer of your future.”

“What does that mean?” I queried.

“You are mine, and you must do as I say.”

“I refuse to continue this conversation, unless you tell me who you are.”

And then everything went dark.

 

“You’re his savior, doctor,” a nurse in blue scrubs sung out.

“I just did my job. Caught the brain aneurysm just in time.”

“If it had burst, we would have lost him,” she said, her voice quivering.

“Yes, he was lucky. For now he has a future.”

And the day after glowed with promise.

 

 

Copyright © 2025 Alan Lowe. All rights reserved.

Wednesday, December 24, 2025

We fall in love with our home and the neighbors who become our friends. But time has a way of introducing change into our lives.

 

Nothing remains the same forever. This can happen . . .

 

 

On The Street Where We Live—A Dream Reborn

 

I have often walked down our street before,
And my path has always filled with neighbors I adore.
Each time my emotions soar,
As enchantment pours out of every door.
I feel at peace, knowing I'm on the street where we live.

Oh, the towering feeling just to know my neighbors are near.

The overpowering feeling that any second they might appear.

And when they do, they stop and share their stories with me.
There's nowhere else on earth I’d rather be in our senior community.
I feel at peace, knowing I'm on the street where we live.

 

Let time go by, it doesn’t bother me.
I won't care, for I have friends to see.

If things can just remain the same for all eternity,

This would be the only place I’d ever want to be.

I feel at peace, knowing I'm on the street where we live.

 

However, things do not remain the same, for my street has changed dramatically,

And my wonderful dream has become history.

Longtime neighbors and friends moved closer to family or to the heavens above.

And it became difficult to deal with the loss of neighborly love.

I no longer feel at peace on the street where we live.

 

But then, new neighbors moved in and befriended me.

They embraced me in ways I hadn’t expected to see.

As doors opened to a new time—one of glee.

My street again became the only place I’d ever want to be.

I feel at peace, knowing I'm on the street where we live.

 

 

Copyright © 2024 Alan Lowe. All rights reserved.

Sunday, December 14, 2025

Fight for what you want. For if you don’t, it can’t happen.

 

Remember there is only one way to succeed. You must . . .

 

 

Stand Up Strong

 

When the road narrows and you can’t get through,

Face the challenge with courage and do what you need to do.

Climb life’s stairs, one step at a time, gripping the handrail,

So you overcome each obstacle encountered and prevail.

 

Sometimes you’ll stumble, sometimes you’ll fall,

But get back up, so you don’t lose it all.

With friends in your corner, you’ll face the storm,

Together you’re stronger, together you're warm.

 

Dream of a future, with bright stars in the sky,

With the wings of a dove, over open pastures fly.

Breezes blow, taking you on a journey of exploration,

Giving you an opportunity for discovery and gathering of information.

 

Believe there are no barriers, big or small,

With courage in your heart, you can conquer them all.

Life can be a large puzzle, but you will find your place,

With hope and determination, keep up the pace.

 

Through valleys of shadows, you’ll do what is right,

For every dark moment, you’ll seek out the light.

With laughter and or tears, you’ll compose your own song,

Even in a complex, confusing world, you’ll know where you belong.

 

Each setback is a chance to reflect and review,

With strength and your spirit, there's nothing you can't do.

The journey meanders, but you’ll do what is right,

On the horizon ahead, you’ll keep your goal in sight.

 

So stand up strong and march toward success.

Dreams will come true and diminish your stress.

You will be blessed for the effort you made to make this be.

You will be rewarded for reaching new heights, as all can see.  

 

 

Copyright © 2025 Alan Lowe. All rights reserved.