Happy April! Spring is trying its best to come! Been chilly here, but its supposed to warm up tomorrow. I hope that this month started off great for you!
May these quotes help bring a smile to your face and give you something to ponder as well. Enjoy!
- I’m a nice friend, I promise! 🙂
“It was then that I remembered
how much my heart could love.”
Ghosts of silhouettes danced on the wall where the pale moonlight cast its light through the window. It was an unheard melody, but the synchronization made me feel as though I could imagine the tempo, the chords playing on a quartet of cello, violins, and piano. It was slow, like a sonata. A gentle, sad little dance that left me feeling empty with longing. It was as if it was a memory I couldn’t quite grasp with my fingertips. And the more I tried to focus, the more distant that tug of a memory became.
So instead, I watched as those shadows continued to dance and allowed my eyes to drift closed. In my sleep, my heart ached for the love that was lost long ago. Yet somehow, knowing it was once me. Dancing through the night with…
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Good Morning Everyone!
Megha has had another fabulous month. Below are the list of publications where her works were published for March, and she is kind enough to share it with us all. These are great resources for all writers should you decide to pursue them. Please join me in congratulating Megha on her tremendous accomplishments!- Linda
6. Poetry reading at the Jersey City Writers for the NEA eventhttps://meghasworldsite.wordpress.com/2019/03/20/my-first-poetry-reading-survivor-as-part-of-the-national-endowment-of-arts-big-read-event-survival-is-insufficient-series/
10. Writer’s Cafe magazinehttps://thewriterscafemagazine.wordpress.com/2019/03/09/the-writers-cafe-magazine-issue-15-letters/
11. Al Khemia Poetica
13. Free Verse Revolutionhttps://freeverserevolution.wordpress.com/2019/03/15/polaris-megha-sood/
I braved my anxiety to record a reading of my poem and the EIC Juliette Sebock has been kind enough to put it up on the website along with the poem in print,
Do listen to the audio recording on my poem “Silence – a lost art” and let me know your thoughts.
I walk the beach to heal,
feeling the sand cushion and comfort
my tired feet.
I hear the sound of the calming wave,
see the sandpiper’s
long pecking beak and skinny legs
scurry in the bright sunlight.
With each mindful step, with each crashing wave,
I walk the beach as the rocks line the shore.
I find ease in each deep breath,
more freedom to stay in the vastness
of time and space.
I pass the ocean’s creations, its windy inventions, monuments of driftwood, objects molded out of seaweed—a shoe, a vest, a boat’s bow jutting from the sand.
Beyond I see the earth’s rotation, the universe in motion, feeling that my walk will be an endless circle of my imagination.
I stop and stand patiently as if on the skinny legs of the sandpiper, realizing that this was my first home, where it all began.
Time has a Rhythm of its On
Do it Now or put it off Later
Choose the Here and Now
Gone in a Moment
Make good Use of Time
Time is of very Value
The Set time on Clock
Watch it tick Away
Time can’t be Blocked
It Stops and Waits on, No One
Even when you Stop the Clock
Time Goes On