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Day: December 24, 2018
The Rogue Heart
His smile said it all,
and those eyes showed
their time forgotten love,
and that voice that often cracked
when he was often lost in her demeanor
While every ounce of his soul
was breathing the past yore
She pretended unaware,
or maybe it was a ruse
of a rogue heart
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
Notorious Hope
Oh! that hope
you nurture it
kindle it
keep it close to your heart
never to lose again
And the mind
that relentlessly tries convincing you
to move on
yet you seldom listen
and keep reeling on
until eternity strikes
Sometimes you suffer
often you cry
but you never let that hope
escape your sight
Hope though is a wonderful thing,
often it is deterrent,
as when we cling
to the word impossible
disappointment is what
we meet at the end
But then
wonders are never defined
in a world
crowded by eyes covered in blinds
for miracle happens to those
You never lose hope
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
Lucid – Evolve
O So – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: photonshouse.com
O So
So silky smooth, white and creamy,
full bodied and richly flavoured,
with such a delightfully light froth,
and poured out like satin,
O how I love the feel of your kind skin.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Lucid Being – Visions
Let It Snow – A Christmas Haiku Poem
Getting closer now
Santa wants some fresh white snow
Lots of toys to tow
~The Tennessee Poet~
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Frost
Today’s Word of the Day is Frost.
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Daily Quote
It is surprising how the holidays can bring out the best, and the worst in us. I believe and see the best in people. I like to catch people being good and it is an easier job during this time of year. What is it about this time of year? Perhaps it is a forgotten primal knowledge that surviving a long cold winter is easier when you work together.
We share the bounty of the things we have, and reach out to others, validating our shared existence. It is as if the holidays grant our souls license to emerge from the depths where they hide. If only for a little while.
What will you do to preserve the holiday spirit?
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
“In my view, the composer, just as the poet, the sculptor or the painter, is in duty bound to…”
“In my view, the composer,
just as the poet, the sculptor or the painter,
is in duty bound to serve Man, the people.
He must beautify life and defend it.
He must be a citizen first and foremost,
so that his art might consciously extol human life and lead man to a radiant future.”
Sergei Prokofiev, Russian, composer