I participate in Five Minute Friday. Set the timer for 5 minutes and freewrite with the word provided. Find the link up here. Set the timer and GO! I am measure against other people all the time ex…
Day: March 30, 2019
“…The poor have sometimes objected to being governed badly; the rich have always objected to being governed at all…”
“The poor man really has a stake in the country. The rich man hasn’t; he can go away to New Guinea on his yacht. The poor have sometimes objected to being governed badly; the rich have always objected to being governed at all. Aristocrats were always anarchists.”
G.K. Chesterton, English writer, poet, philosopher, dramatist, journalist, orator, lay theologian, biographer, literary and art critic.
Poetic Thoughts: An Open Letter to PTSD – The Solivagant Writer
I’m terrified that is all but it’s not enough you do not leave me you follow me like I’m your prey you’re a ghost from my past terrorizing my waking dreams holding me back in fear I’m terrified but that… Continue Reading →
Source: Poetic Thoughts: An Open Letter to PTSD – The Solivagant Writer
Dedicate
Today’s Word of the Day is Dedicate.
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Go-Juice
Go-juice
a morning brew
potable black water
energy in a twelve-ounce cup
Go-juice
consume a few
no more than you oughter
drinking too much will wind you up
Go-juice
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Contemplation
“Iodine”
Iodine
For years I have swim in shit and I didn’t care. I dodged the longing, belonging and needy want of love. I learn love is fair. In the end, winners and losers find the same dead-end.
The pretty girl wanting eyes looked into my eyes. Searching for the salvation of perfect kiss and embrace. I wrote a poem for her, just honest words to smooth the way to an unrequited love.
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Iodine
Lace, silk sheets and long night, make the lovers wish and hold out.
Dark is the night when lonely people confuse lust for love,
the body needs make us accept the fear, the knowing love is fleeing and love is invisible.
The sweet hard kiss tasted like stale whiskey and old wine.
Unkempt love must find mutual place and need.
You are an ornament of beauty, a treasure for a wise man.
Dead heart and hope…
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Black Diamond
black diamond
reflects little light
in your many facets
black hat
carbonado
ruby red lips
rattlesnake smile
little black dress
black diamond
all light seems
drawn to you
and little light
can escape you
rose red lips
scorpion smile
stilletto walk
black diamond
you make light
forget its path
not even the devil
can escape you
Three Line Tales, Week 165
Welcome to Week 165 of Three Line Tales.
photo by Stijn te Strake via Unsplash
You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:
- Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
- Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
- Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
- Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
- Have fun.
Happy three-lining!
Victories
finally tasting
what it means to be proud
of myself
it took too many years
for me to be free
from the contempt
the shame
your shame
forced on me
always making me feel smaller
than you were
knocking me down
me losing my identity
giving up my right to believe in myself
what a horrible mother you were
damn you
treading water
for years
wasted years
of frustration and tears
pushing hard
to break barriers
and maintain
sure would have been easier
knowing my value
you were supposed to be on my side
damn you
did it without you
lived an honorable, scarred life
healed all the wounds
inside and out
ups and downs
gains with each effort
failure was not
an option
because
you weren’t ever my safety net
damn you
me
now
so much better than what was
my time has…
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The Reluctant Poet 