Fragment memory

Musings

Sweet longing for better days
remembering the now ancient ways
Where did time has gone
definitely moved swiftly on

Mindful of laid-back time
not a care if the clock’s music chime
Playing ceaselessly under the sun
letting imagination run

Innocent days lost
in the wind, foolishness tossed
From slow dwindling of time passing
the imagination of a child’s mind slowly coarsening

Children’s laughter nearby
made me pause and sigh
As long as I’ll never forget I was once a youngster
recalling will rouse in me the carefree laughter

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Pay It Forward Thursday- August 30, 2018

Come share the best post or poem you’ve read this week on the Cafe’s event.

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Pay It Forward 7-4-2018

The baristas at Go Dog Go Cafe are big fans of Pay It Forward Thursdays. We think it is a great opportunity to give a shout-out to another writer who has wowed us or creatively inspired us.  However, Pay It Forward Thursday has not been getting a lot of love lately, which we think is a shame. Dear reader, you are losing out on some great writing! We’ve decided to shake things up a little and the baristas will be reblogging our Pay It Forward picks for the week directly onto GDG Cafe so you don’t miss out on our favorites.

We like this idea so much that we will also reblog the posts you think were the best thing you read this week if you drop a link below. You are invited to post one link to one specific post (600 words or less please!) from someone…

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‘My greatest regret was you’

Come and enjoy this romantic post!!!

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My greatest regret was you


Loved and lost

 

Dear Lizzy, my beautiful Liz.
Honey, sweetheart and my love.
Where are you now?
Once we drank the Long Island ice tea and laughed at the midnight moon.
You were just a baby and we allowed the drink to make us become foolish and for us to know madness.
Being foolish for a second. We believed love was life. Life was love.
We kissed and make mad love in the dark motels where secret lovers action.
Are only painted on the thin walls of old paint and old pain.
Just a place of madness, where skin meet skin. Lips meet lips.
The words spoken become meaningless at the dawn hour.
I remember you. Our love is in the lost and found of my memories.

John Castellenas/Coyote
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No regrets

 

The poet’s love did not know.
She would kill his last…

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Writing Challenge – The Gift you share

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Submissions open all this week! Post your link in the comments for all to read.

If there was one gift you could give to someone what would that be? The gift of friendship, the gift of a smile or the gift of warm baked bread? If it is story telling then write me that story, if it’s baking tell me when it made someone so happy they told you so. If it was singing off key but so spontaneously tell me how it made them feel after?

Tell me how you made someone happy.

Write a poem or a story under 100 words and let’s spread joy next week!

Write about your gift of happiness to someone.

Here’s mine.

Being present

I am thankful for the gift

that I can offer someone

to bring joy when they feel sad

just by being present

 

I am thankful for the human…

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