His thoughts brushed her, Like the early spring morning, Gentle breeze, Making her smile, Embracing her in a manner, She couldn’t help, But love li…
Source: His Thoughts – Afflatus
Day: December 6, 2019
Unrequited Love
The heart that can spot a pensive smile from million cheerful eyes, is the heart that has deeply experienced the ebbs and flow of unrequited love
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What Does Love Cost – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
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“Anticipate charity by preventing poverty.” Maimonides
What Does Love Cost?
What does love for others really cost,
what pain to wash their feet,
to serve and walk in other’s shoes,
and feed the hungry too,
what might that mean?
to give my coat and
be vulnerable, what then?
To forgive, no, really forgive,
how would that feel?
To live with an integrity that
values every form of life,
never seeking gain,
just imagine if we were
careless for the things
that alienate, the machine of empire,
the greed and gorge of living,
if we turned our guns to plough-shares
and plastic into roads,
just imagine what love might cost,
and go and cash the cheque.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
One Liner Wednesday December 4,2019
Lindais the host of One Liner Wednesday.
As we near the end of another year the question of resolutions for next year start to loom!
A couple of them to amuse you!
Or…
Have a great rest of the week.
#Keepitalive
#1LinerWeds
Time
Family Time is vital to staying connected.
It is important to make the most of the time we have in each moment.
-Yonnie
Arabesque
a heart
that is broken
like a bone
without love
will heal
crooked
a heart
that holds love
like a broken
wine glass
will never
be full
Slogging Through the Mucky Middle – Daily Quote
Days, weeks, and sometimes months pass, and I feel like I am going nowhere. My feet are heavy, and I struggle to extract my boot from the mire. The mud releases it with a sucking pop. Poised, my foot dangles in midair, and I squelch the urge to run, knowing that desire will not yield the results I want. I fling it forward, transferring my weight as I drag my opposite leg to join its companion. I sink, settling into the muddy mess that marks my path. A misty rain falls, an annoyance, that is not strong enough to turn the quagmire into a rushing river and whisk me away. The constant drizzle only serves to hinder my progress.
I don’t possess enough courage to stop, the guts to admit defeat, or the backbone to beg for someone to rescue me. There is no shortcut here, only a dogged determination…
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Whats different about my third poetry collection – Debatably Dateable
When I first started compiling my poems for my first collection, Cracked Open, I also realized what my following 2 collections would be able. We’ve finally reached number 3! My third collection will have the theme of Nature connecting the pages.
Source: Whats different about my third poetry collection – Debatably Dateable
Her Plumes – Afflatus
Her smile spread wide and deep as he gently breezed through her reverie. Like a bird spreading its plumes when the spring rain gave a pleasant surprise Copyright © Shantanu Baruah Un…
Source: Her Plumes – Afflatus
Relations
anger flairs again
tears are rolling down my face
time changes nothing
could you abandon your ways
will I realize my part
tears are rolling down my face
time changes nothing
could you abandon your ways
will I realize my part
The Reluctant Poet 