B egins within
E volves as we gain more Light
A nyone can be beautiful who knows how to love
U gly is only in the eyes of the beholder
T hankfulness enhances beauty
Y ou are as beautiful as your thoughts
- Beauty Is So Not In the Eye of the Beholder (divinefemininecommunications.wordpress.com)
- Everything has its beauty but not everyone sees it (kemeticfederation.wordpress.com)
At dVerse Lillian is hosting Open Link Night the night we post our own choice of poem.
“Coffee is a kind of magic you can drink.” Catherynne M. Valente
Communion I held that mug and treasured the thought of it and, knowing I would sip, I held off so that the liminal feeling would linger longer, letting the feelings arise and anticipation build to this sacred moment, the scent of a coffee, the swirl, the steam, should never be rushed or taken lightly, for it will never be repeated, no one sip is the same as another, and the first, well the first is a ritual of exquisite religion within the temple of my senses. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
A girl like you.
In my youth I would have fought other boys for the right to walk you home. Wearing the scars like a badge. Or I would have wandered backwards and forwards past your house, hoping to catch a glimpse of you at a window. Or long for you to see me, a shadowy figure beneath the street light, and think me romantic.
In my youth I would have carved presumptuous initials into innocent trees, into battered park benches, into tables, and desks, and the backs of chairs – not caring if I was caught. Or that you would disapprove if you knew.
In my youth I would have sought you out at dances, making a mess of my over-rehearsed lines. I would have asked a friend to give you messages – which you would probably receive with a frown.
In my youth I would have made up…
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Come and Enjoy this message from Walt!!
When The Wind Talks
you will hear it
when the wind talks
it talks through music
the melody carries the words
only to you
the messages of love
hidden in each tone
messages only you can understand
so always listen
to the words
in the wind
~The Tennessee Poet~
©Walt Page 2021 All Rights Reserved
June is off to a hot start. The weather gurus are forecasting near ninety-degree temperatures for the next ten days, and I am searching for activities that don’t make me sweat. The sun is shining, and my fingers ache to dance on the keyboard. I think I will let them loose and let them play, and maybe I will give them a challenge. So far this week, I have written just over 3,200 words. Not a bad total for the first five days, but I think we can do more.
For June, I am attempting to apply the demanding double-down trick on my standard word counts. Most months, I log around 12,000 words. This month I’m shooting for twice that amount or 24,000 words for the month for approximately 1,000 words per day. I do not know if I can accomplish this, but I’m game. Besides, they don’t call it…
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