The Time He Was Right…

But I Smile Anyway...

Okay… I have to admit it… I don’t always know everything…

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A couple of weeks back, I had to head into London for the first of a two day training course for work. It was a pretty straightforward journey, though the walk from the station to the venue was fun, with my phone map taking me on a merry ride!

I do like having the day out to learn new things with other like-minded professionals, and was excited at the prospect of the second day out, which was yesterday.

Then I got an email to say the venue had changed.

It was still London, but East London, and that meant I had to find a different way of getting there.

All the route planner apps gave me long winded ways to arrive, insisting that I had to leave at the crack of dawn and take 6,000 different tube…

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Red shoes – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Shoe – RDP Wednesday – Shoe

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Red Shoes

Of all that could possibly be invited
to the circus of my mind,
my dreams
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

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#Tanka: Two Hearts Together

Charmed Chaos

In the beginning
no spark of recognition
what I remember
a deep voice, a calm presence
warm eyes sparkling in sunlight

brief conversations
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
undeniably
electrifying touches
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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#Haibun: Independence

Don’t Miss Linda’s powerful – Haibun-Independence!!!

Charmed Chaos

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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hold on* – Chris Mc Geown

surviving the bad times is the first step to becoming something better.

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Siren Call

Sarah Doughty

“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.

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Search

Penny Wilson Writes

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

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Daily Haiku – Wed. Jul. 3, 2019 – Poetry For Healing

Haiku The wolf howls tonight He is calling to the moon But it does not come Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

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Quotations on Conscience

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“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.

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“‘Atticus, you must be wrong.’

‘How’s that?’

‘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

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“I cannot and will not cut my conscience to fit this year’s fashions”

                                                                          Lillian Hellman

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Youth

Word of the Day Challenge

Today’s Word of the Day is Youth.

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