Day: May 18, 2019
don’t look back in anger – Chris Mc Geown
it takes strength not to hate the ones that hurt you.
Doris Day Lived Her Life
As a veryyoungkid Irecallwatching some reruns of Doris Day. TheHollywoodIconActress. She was a breath of fresh air because my Dad only watch Western. Doris was well known on the television and a household name for many. Her roles always seem to have some sort of humor, which brought laughter and life. She was classy had style too and a radiant smile.
My prayers and condolences to her, Family, Friends, andFans. Doris Day dies at 97 years of age which is truly blessings.
It has been reported by several reliable sources, that there will not be a Funeral or a Memorialbecause she didn’t like Death, as it was hard to accept.”
She made her arrangements clear to her manager and close friend, Bob Bashara. Who will honor her wishes. None of us have the answer why, but respect…
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Benched words
Some benched ones are restive
others are pensive
a few glare balefully
one looks on hopefully
I don’t think they have it
to shine in the limelight, to wit
though mind you
they are just benched
not discarded but rested
if they are teachable
as well as amenable
to some more practice
and stop being self righteous
they may have their day eventually
or else retire disgracefully.
A Long History of Nearly Nothing – #MayWriting – #poetry
How long have I been perched here?
How much of my time has passed by?
The leaves on the trees have fallen
The birds make their way, in the sky
The road, by the house, hasn’t changed
It’s still dusty, when winds come through
Yet, that big old tree, somehow survives
But my thoughts, have now faded, of you
How silly of me to just wait, and wait
However could I do this every day?
Wasting away, the hours of my life
On someone, who has surely gone astray
As the sun sets in the distance
Twilight-covered clouds draw near
I won’t be sitting, upon this rock
I’ve made my decision, my dear
Should you make your way back to the country
You’ll find, I have better things to do
It did finally hit, and rather bluntly
I’ve had a long history of nearly nothing, with you
May Writing Prompts…
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Waiting in the Night – #poetry – #freeverse
Nightfall
Fog settles in
Hides the land
Shrouding all
With its veil
Eeriness
In the distance
Lights
Through the dark
Each dimmer than
The one before
Shine
Shadows
Take control
Hovering
Ever so slightly
Spirits
Searching
Seeking
A new host
As I stand
Waiting
In the night
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yesterday it rained
yesterday it rained
yesterday it rained
tears of fallen angels
over lands of cruelty
last night she slept unloved
her days are brief
my nights an eternity
I scribbled her name
on the windows of my soul
as drops moistened every pane
today I bear a soaked cross
oh, did I mention
yesterday it rained
Evening Dreams
A bottle of red wine shared in the evening
while sitting in our garden of Eden,
nibbling on tiny morsels of pungent cheese
as we murmur our hopes and dreams
sharing with each other in the sultry breeze
The air is heavy with the scent of herbs,
rosemary, thyme, oregano and mint
the lavender is blooming, weaving a hint
of its fragrant essence with the damp earth
while the roses are wilting and fading
with the coming of summer’s heat
The birds are singing from high in the mesquite
bright orange- red sun is sinking low and though
the obsidian night is coming, I want to savor peace
cherishing these tender moments, with eyes closed
creating watercolor memories for when we are old
Poets United Midweek Motif: Picnic
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: Let’s have a Picnic Y’all!
True Joy
there’d been happy times,
even blissful moments in her life,
but when she held her baby in her arms that first time,
she felt color blossom and rise through her,
up from somewhere inside she hadn’t known existed
she felt the soft heat of true joy
*Happy belated Mother’s Day to all the mothers out there!
The Reluctant Poet 