The early bird chirps A good morning to the world Giving us all hope
Source: Daily Haiku – Wed. January 9, 2019 – Poetry For Healing
Day: January 12, 2019
Gentle – Tuesday Photo Prompt
Gently,
you touch my life
My eyes to behold
only the most delicate
of dreams
Tenderly,
you kiss me awake
Soft and sweet,
your caress
As if a fragile
glass sculpture
and you thought me
breakable
You care for
this heart
A wonderment
to be held
as such treasure
Copyright © 2018 Penny Wilson
*This is in response to Frank’s Tuesday Photo Challenge.
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Daily Haiku – Thu. January 10, 2019 – Poetry For Healing
Your thoughts can reach me Across a million miles As if inside me
Source: Daily Haiku – Thu. January 10, 2019 – Poetry For Healing
“The failure of just one person to join, to participate, to do whatever he or she can… may mean that there is just one too few to win the fight“
“What can you or I do? Alone, almost nothing. Yet one person – you alone – can make the difference. . . .
The failure of just one person to join, to participate, to do whatever he or she can – your failure or my failure – may mean that there is just one too few to win the fight
for sanity, and so leave the world on the road to destruction. Each of us, all of us, must do what we can.”
Archibald Cox, lawyer, professor, special prosecutor/ Watergate
Bon Appetit – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
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Bon Appetit
Life!
Not an oxymoron!
So, take a bite,
then take another,
and don’t stop,
life’s to be had,
the perpetual slice
for any appetite,
never filling,
always fulfilling,
have your cake and eat it,
and there’s more,
the menu is constantly changing,
bon appetit.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Petty Disguise – iScriblr
I have wandered through sadness, lost hope and failed, Allied with despair and befriended hate. With dark clouds, gloomy skies and hopelessness to my release, I have cried a million tears of disbelief. Walking habitually through the boulevards of broken dreams, I have been mislaid, my faith did dim. Shambled, broken and incurably dejected, Full […]
Source: Petty Disguise – iScriblr
To An Inner Child
Kiss my forehead, gentle like
Wipe those tears off cheeks red.
Whisper soft within my ear,
Tuck me tight in bed.
Listen close, hear my fears,
Smile and understand.
Turn back time, reflect inside,
See the hurt contain.
Gently pull that inner child,
Close against your chest.
Hug them tight and let them know
Their worth that is always left unsaid.
-M.E. InkOwl
The Unwanted Codicils
Don’t waste time writing codicils
for your relationships,
for life is not about
a decree or an accord,
but a mysterious abstract
to hopelessly fall in love
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
❤️Your Heart/My Love❤️
Accomplish
Today’s Word of the Day is Accomplish.
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The Reluctant Poet 