The early bird chirps A good morning to the world Giving us all hope
you touch my life
My eyes to behold
only the most delicate
you kiss me awake
Soft and sweet,
As if a fragile
and you thought me
You care for
to be held
as such treasure
Copyright © 2018 Penny Wilson
*This is in response to Frank’s Tuesday Photo Challenge.
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Your thoughts can reach me Across a million miles As if inside me
“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
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,
have your cake and eat it,
and there’s more,
the menu is constantly changing,
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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 […]
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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.