Day: December 5, 2018

The Beauty of Aging

~ thereluctantpoet

Please don’t miss Linda’s poem – THE BEAUTY OF AGING and also the comments of Plato at the bottom of her poem!

Charmed Chaos

young caterpillar
earthbound, feeding youth’s hunger
creates a cocoon
shaping wings, gaining wisdom
old butterfly soul soaring

Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation:http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2018/11/carpe-diem-weekend-meditation-61-new.html

Carpe Diem Dives Into The Classical Literature and asks “is it possible to create haiku, tanka or other form of Japanese poetry from it?”

For this first episode, we have an excerpt of Plato’s “The Republic”:

[…] “I will tell you, Socrates, he said, what my own feeling is. Men of my age flock together; we are birds of a feather, as the old proverb says; and at our meetings the tale of my acquaintance commonly is–I cannot eat, I cannot drink; the pleasures of youth and love are fled away: there was a good time once, but now that is gone, and life is no longer life. Some complain of the slights which are put upon them by relations, and they will tell you sadly of how…

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Bow to strings

~ thereluctantpoet

Siren Whispers

img_1695Violin plays to my soul’s voice.

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Your lips find my skin with every note

played, sometimes tenderly

slowly elucidating

notes and feelings drawing

sweetness to the surface

sometimes with an intensity

breathtaking with passion

brooking no resistance

lips to skin

bow to strings

you

maestro of my body and soul

the song spills from my lips

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“If I lived my life by what others were thinkin’, the heart inside me would’ve died.”

~ thereluctantpoet

Art of Quotation

“If I lived my life by what others were thinkin’, the heart inside me would’ve died.”

Bob Dylan, song quote from Up to Me (Outtakes from Blood on the Tracks)

Up to Me

Everything went from bad to worse
Money never changed a thing
Death kept followin’, trackin’ us down
At least I heard your bluebird sing
Now somebody’s got to show their hand
Time is an enemy
I know you’re long gone
I guess it must be up to me
If I’d thought about it I never would’ve done it
I guess I would’ve let it slide
If I’d-a paid attention to what others were thinkin’
The heart inside me would’ve died
But I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity
Someone had to reach for the risin’ star
I guess it was up to me
Oh, the union central is pullin’ out
The orchids…

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Christmas Memories

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Please come and enjoy Dwight’s – CHRISTMAS MEMORIES!

Roth Poetry

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I started teaching in 69

Fourth and Fifth graders were just fine

As each Christmas rolled around

Small gifts on my desk I found

Ornaments for my tree

Saved throughout the years

Now my tree’s filled with memories

Of smiling faces and good cheer

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

A quadrille of 44 words today for the d’Verse Poetry Pub. De Jackson asked us to write using the word Cheer. The ornaments given to me by my students bring me cheer each Christmas as I put them on our tree.

Join us at d’Verse:  https://dversepoets.com

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Remarkable!

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Come enjoy Barista Megha’s poems and pieces that were published in November. Great reading and inspiration!!!

Go Dog Go Café

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I am very pleased to share with you links to Megha’s published pieces for the month of November!

Megha is one of our most published baristas, and we are so delighted to share in her joy.

Please congratulate Megha on her success! – Linda

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