Of all that could possibly be invited
to the circus of my mind,
of gods and angels,
were annulled in favour
of a pair of flamboyant red shoes
attached to beauty,
and, in the moment I turned
to speak to her,
I was awakened
and she was gone,
tonight as I lie in bead
I hope to glimpse
that eternity again.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
In the beginning
no spark of recognition
what I remember
a deep voice, a calm presence
warm eyes sparkling in sunlight
daily pleasantries exchanged
eyes barely meeting
as if once we truly looked
we would never turn away
Then came the moment
we could no longer resist
my matte grey world shined brighter
First date, crab dinner
mouths swimming in blue ocean
cold pitchers of beer
white energy pulling us
into each other’s safe arms
First taste of your lips
sweet as wildflower honey
I’m lost in your gaze
tawny golden mischief shines
your body hungers for mine
a summer romance
now a lifetime of true love
blooming in cool spring
falling into autumn leaves
snuggling on cold winter nights
So many seasons
watching sunrise and sunset
I still see your love
when blue moon shines on your face
and stars dance in golden eyes
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Don’t Miss Linda’s powerful – Haibun-Independence!!!
There was a time when I was proud to call myself an American, but that has changed. I’ve never cared much for politics, or organized religion. To me, they are both ways to try to control the masses and keep us in check to further line greedy pockets. Don’t get me wrong, I have faith in a higher power by whatever name you want to call it. I know God hears me no matter where I am. And now this, a parade, a charade of what this country once stood for: FREEDOM and REFUGE.
All I can see are innocent children, mistreated and living in horrible conditions. Some say it’s the fault of their parents, others cry its the fault of the government. None of that matters, because this is about decency and humanity for our fellow man. The time for pointing fingers and who did what needs to be…
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surviving the bad times is the first step to becoming something better.
Source: hold on* – Chris Mc Geown
“You are a siren to me, so keep
blanketing me with your song
and let me stay lost.”
Sirens have a way with those songs of theirs. No matter how hard you want to resist, you sometimes find yourself in the water before you realize what’s happening. And that’s what it feels like whenever I hear your voice telling me how much you crave me. Whenever I hear your words caressing my skin like a long lost lover. That’s when I knew you were a siren to me. So please, don’t stop talking. Blanket me with your song and let me stay lost in them forever.
© Sarah Doughty
Because you are always my siren call.
The search never ending you were at my fingertips once and slipped away I found you in a smile or so I thought My illusions tease me Your image like waves on asphalt in summer Your voice whispers in the shadows waking me Breezes carries a scent of you I pursue Your touch I miss most Copyright © 2019 Penny Wilson
Haiku The wolf howls tonight He is calling to the moon But it does not come Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
“There comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular, but he must take it because conscience tells him it is right.”
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
“‘Atticus, you must be wrong.’
‘Well, most folks seem to think they’re right and you’re wrong. . .’
‘They’re certainly entitled to think that, and they’re entitled to full respect for their opinions,’ said Atticus, ‘but before I can live with other folks I’ve got to live with myself. The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience.'”
Harper Lee To Kill A Mockingbird
“I cannot and will not cut my conscience to fit this year’s fashions”
Today’s Word of the Day is Youth.
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