when steel roses bloom ~ it’s not too late for a dance ~ we are still alive —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Day: February 21, 2019
Pay It Forward Thursday- February 21, 2019
Come and share a piece or poem that moved you this week!!! Then give your followers a chance to join in by reblogging the Cafe’s event notice on your blog!! The more the merrier!!!
The baristas at Go Dog Go Cafe are big fans of Pay It Forward Thursdays. We think it is a great opportunity to give a shout-out to another writer who has wowed us or creatively inspired us. It a great way to share the love and pass it on to the readers. It also becomes a great pool for excellent reading stuff by your fellow readers of the WordPress community.
You are invited to post one link to one specific post of poetry, short story, or flash fiction, 300 words or less please, from someone else’s blog in the comments below.
BrewNSpew Cafe – February 18, 2019
davidbrucehaiku: support local music
Attribution:Dwight McCann /www.DwightMcCann.com
Photo: The American country singer/guitarist Taylor Swift at the Maverick Saloon & Grill.
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None Like You – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
None Like You
as you touch my lips,
I love the wet
and the spice of you
a rich perfume
that I can taste,
like liquid velvet,
and in all the world
there’s none like you
my jar of whiskey.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
intimate spaces ~ explored on open landscapes ~ in inner circles —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Memories (Micro poetry)
Just beneath the surface I’d see a glimpse of it of you You’re good at keeping it from most But with me you let it slide Most saw the boy next door Those sparkling eyes fooled them You were just what they thought you were They saw the surface ripple I saw the raging storm Just beneath the surface. Copyright © 2019 Penny Wilson *This is in response to Franks Dutch Goes the Photo Tuesday Photo Prompt. You can see more or Frank's wonderful photography And find out how to join in with his Tuesday prompt HERE.
the art of selling out
Falling For You
“But, my love, falling for you
was when my life truly began.”
Love is a journey that should be savored. It should be explored with great care and consideration. I knew, the first time we argued that my heart fell before my mind accepted it. But when my finally caught up, I was more certain than anything I’d ever felt in my life. Getting to know each other was just as much of an intellectual bonding as it was an emotional and physical. It was an exploration of uncharted territory. It was a slow build, like the crescendo of a grand orchestra. It was something to be cherished. Savored. And those memories will remain with me for the rest of my life.
© Sarah Doughty
Falling for you was when
my life truly began.