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Do come and enjoy the beautiful and romantic poem – GARDEN OF POETRY
My poetry rarely contains much symbolism. However, my desire to improve as a poet urged me to pen this little write. (The symbolic meaning of every flower mentioned can be found at the end of the post). The inspiration for this piece comes from Nandita’s “The Root Of Life.”
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Strolling through her stunning verses
the aroma of rhymes entices my lungs
as poetic sunflowers generate warmth
and her love blooms in flowery tongues
Her windblown kisses of Baby’s Breath
Are love florets providing a sweet motif
As we exchange our primrose affections
For I am her stem and she my adoring leaf
She will eternally be my sacred lotus
Planted inside the deepest part of me
As I’ve become the photosynthetic sun
‘ever nourishing her garden of poetry
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The image reminded me of you N. Eye liner, touch of lip gloss, and of course the…
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Don’t Miss Higherhawk’s beautiful – ABUNDANCE
This is just another
unruly tangle
of words
and desire
a bouquet of longing
from me to you
public poetry
to touch you
privately
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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
This is not a brand new post, but I like it, so I am posting once more. And sending a boquet is good, now and again.
Art by Christopher Clark
I don’t fall fast
My descent is slow
Achingly so
And with that drawn out
Downward trajectory
I savor all that it means
How it makes me feel
The way it transforms every moment
Nerves alight
Skin tingling
A vivid hue
And every synapse firing
As I give myself over to it
And him
Faith
Trust
Surrender
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Photograph of Lauren Bacall and Humphrey Bogart
LET YOUR WOUNDS TEACH AND HEAL OTHERS
Other people are going to find healing in your wounds. Your greatest life messages and your most effective ministry will come out of your deepest hurts.
-Rick Warren
As much as I might claim otherwise, I sometimes find myself ‘drifting’ through days – life and memories, back and forth between the past and present, and quite often into an improbable future.
At times, my absence is hardly noticed; at others, the person to miss my presence most is me.
Mornings are my favorite time for traveling.
In the hour it takes me to get to work, I can traverse years, miles and lifetimes. There are no calls to make, so I drive without much distraction, often arriving at work with no clear remembrance of passing the post office or picking up coffee. Some might call it multi-tasking of another kind altogether.
It’s what I do, and suspect I’m not alone in my comings and goings.
Yet now and again, I am pulled from my reverie by the most unlikely of culprits. One such diversion is a dear friend I call Red. Red is a…
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By Charles Robert Lindholm
she looks back on her life
and the lovers that she’s known
no one ever lasted long
and now she is alone Continue reading
The Reluctant Poet 