Promote Yourself Monday- October 8, 2018

Be sure and come share your very best work in the last week or so with the over 4,000 people at The Cafe! We will be watching for you!!!!

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Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday.  All Go Dog Go Cafe readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to post one link to one specific post (600 words or less please!) from your blog into the comments section below.

If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.

 

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Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 190

But I Smile Anyway...

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“If you don’t imagine, nothing ever happens at all.” John Green, Paper Towns

Thanks, Spidey!

Think, dream, imagine.

Build your future, aiming for those dreams.

The above quote says it all.

If you don’t even dream it’s possible, how can you make it a reality?

Tell me your aims 😘

Have a peaceful Sunday Peeps ❤ And enjoy your week!

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In Your Orbit

Sarah Doughty

“Sometimes, when I dream,
I’m reminded that you do love me.
For better or worse. You love me.”

Sometimes I dream I’m in outer space. Floating along some unseen path. But as my eyes adjust, I can see I’m not lost. There’s a moon. A blue moon, with such beautiful scars. I find myself trying to commit each one to my memory. And just before I wake, I realize that scars only add intrigue. I realize that they each have a story to tell, and when I find that I want to know those stories, I think I can finally fathom a fraction of what you feel for me when you look at me.

And maybe, those dreams are enough to remind me that you do love me. For better or worse. You love me.

© Sarah Doughty

I’m the lucky one —
to be in your orbit.

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Beacon

Megha's World

This poem is in continuation of the micro poetry of the same name. ReadBeacon here

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A shiny beacon

of hope and desires

were your words

that soothed my soul 

and  resurrected my fires

those flickering 

twinkling 

flames 

in the deepest 

crevice of the night

that lone flickering

that kept me alive

through the deep storms and dark nights.

The pain of  those of waiting endlessly

and never returning,

the ghouls of the past

mercilessly killing all my desires

always seems to be catching 

while all the world was chiding 

and crushing my dreams 

into million pieces,

your smile came a

lovely beam,

a beacon to cheer my lonely way.

–Megha

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