“Nobody’s strong enough to be a parent.
We just do it, blindly, going forward on faith and love and hope.
That’s all it is…Being afraid…and going on.”
– Kristin Hannah
Text & image source: Precious World https://web.facebook.com/ourpreciousworld/
“Nobody’s strong enough to be a parent.
We just do it, blindly, going forward on faith and love and hope.
That’s all it is…Being afraid…and going on.”
– Kristin Hannah
Text & image source: Precious World https://web.facebook.com/ourpreciousworld/
Never lose hope my heart.
Miracles dwell in the invisible.
Rumi
Text & image source: Mystic Path of Cosmic Consciousness https://www.facebook.com/Mystic-Path-to-Cosmic-Consciousness-143005819116554/
A warm and a tight hug
can do wonders I have heard
It can lick and suck all your pain
for those who have eternally suffered
It’s that magic potion
that elixir
that have worked wonders
in the present
and in the past
that secret ingredient
which has turned the sourest
of the situations
into a loving welcome
a bright start.
A deep and welcoming smile
can make you forget all your worries
it strips you off
your anger and pain
and the stubborn suffering
you have been carrying
I have learned this all the lessons in the past
but forgot the
most important of all
to start
first
by hugging my own heart.
–Megha
Acting like a giant
I was too tall to see the rock coming
My head was in the clouds
Stomping my feet
And not getting my way
Shaking the ground as I walked
One little stone
One little thing
Down I went
With no foundation
A tantrum of my over grown feet and hands
Shaking the ground and kicking
Whining and crying with alligator tears
A crowd did gather with pointy fingers and laughing eyes
I puff up my chest and let out a scream
Jump to my feet and stomp to my corner
A finger in both ears and a lalalala to drown out the laughter
I’m spoiled cold rotten
Just me acting like a giant waiting for another stone to fly
—–
Art- Tantrum by Cindy Press
Come and enjoy the beautiful love poem – ” Next To You”
I see myself waking next you
And running my fingers across your beautiful lips as you sleep
I imagine seeing tiny wrinkles appear on your face and loving them
If I know me, I’ll hold you from behind and place tiny kisses on your back while you dream
And I’ll smell your neck and count your every breath
I’ll desperately want to wake you but resist because I know you need your rest
You’re so handsome while you sleep
I’ll cherish this silent moment while I study the art that is your body
And the masterpiece that is your face
—–
Art by Kim(who ever she is)
Don’t Miss Linda on the reality of now in “Live And In Color”!!!
Every day the bleeding away
Of the nation we once were,
Compromised and pulverized
Analyzed and televised
in full color for all the world to see.
What happened to human kindness?
What happened to love another?
What happened to common decency?
What happened to the right for all to live free?
People killed for religious beliefs
or the different color of their skin,
Innocent children with fertile minds
shot down in front of their friends.
And as we look on in shock at the horror
unfolding before us every single day,
The hate and violence grows ever stronger
fed by a devious malevolent man
sitting in the highest office of the land
whose rhetoric is the epitome
of stochastic terrorism.
Late tonight, and I’m listening to my ‘Sia’ music playlist
Pondering my life’s forever twists
Eating, bananas, strawberries and ice-cream
Here beside my bed, covered in poetry dreams
Tullawalla booklets, full of memories and rhymes
I’m not going to cease, writing this time
I heard her singing, “keep writing for me”
“let everyone know, how life should be”
“remain the lover of our trees”
“nurture your flowers for the bees”
“continue swimming in your favourite sea”
“keep your imagination free, for yourself and me”
Yeah, no matter what
I’m not going to stop
While my sky is still up top
I’ve more to write before I finally drop
Ivor Steven (c) August 2019
If I could see my way clear of endless shadows
if I could silence these echoes of yesterday
if I could embrace up and coming challenges
and summon strength that is never too near
if I could, I’d imagine the riches I’d find
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There are human beings
Full of power
You can’t trust
Nor ignore them
In moments silent
Suddenly erruptive
They are unpredictable
Destructive, explosive
That makes them so dangerous…
DidiArtist, 07.03.2014