Home Sweet Home ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

Walt's Writings

We try our best to please them
We don’t fight with each other
We don’t have “accidents” in the house
We no longer chew slippers
We only did that out of hunger
They feed us now
Every now and then
They give us table scraps
We devour them
We’re not allowed on the beds
Or the furniture
Sometimes we forget
Then they don’t feed us
For three days
We just curl up by our food dishes
And wait
They treat us like animals
But we’re not
We’re their children

~The Tennessee Poet~
©Walt Page 2020 All Rights Reserved

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Chalk Particles

Valorous Bird

Blackboard duster with chalk

my innocence
wrote love words
on a blackboard
with white chalk

your eyes saw
and blinked
the white duster
you picked

slowly wiped
the words
the heart started
to hurt

dust particles
on the floor spread
were the broken pieces
of my heart, now dead

@ Kritika

Desperately wanted to use chalk particles as a simile for pieces of heart. Wrote this poem two days ago, finished it yesterday night.

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#FridayFantasy ~ Only You Know – #poetry of the #moon

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos

A light from above, ethereal, beams
Illuminating thoughts, sacred dreams
Where reality is no longer as it seems
The illusion becomes too real

I look up to the moon, see her smile
Wondering if she’ll let me stay awhile
Ah, but too far, so many miles
Still my heart, she sweetly heals

An open window, and I shiver
This luminous orb, makes me quiver
While fantasies, she does deliver
Keeping me on an even keel

Alas, my eyelids begin to close
This is her magic, I suppose
Sweet Luna, you’re the one I chose
Only you know how I feel…

©2020 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay

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on the dark side

Katie Kay

on the dark side
of the cold moon
i stand alone
waiting for you

drowned in

your dark shadow,
lost memories,
as your light fades
over centuries


While I wish I could provide a definite explanation for this poem, my dear readers, the truth is that I am unsure the true meaning. I always enjoy decoding symbolism behind everything, but this is a poem borne from my stream of consciousness.

Who is the narrator, and why is he or she in the darkness? What kind of cosmic darkness hangs above the narrator’s head? And why is the narrator waiting? Why is the narrator terrorized by the memories he or she experiences from the past (“the light”) that is fading?

I wish I could tell you. Maybe you can tell me.

Stay tuned for Monday’s post! And once again thank you for joining me on this journey. 2020 is…

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Wish in One Hand… – Daily Quote

Jo Hawk


Will and desire alone, do not ensure success. I have an intense desire to be a billionaire. I bet you do too. However, no matter how many lottery tickets I purchase and scratch, I don’t see it happening anytime soon. I can set goals, and plan to buy a ticket every week, but my chance of hitting a big jackpot remain basically unchanged. We need a path with better odds.

The good news is we have examples, role models, and breadcrumbs to follow. The bad news is, it requires work. You must be willing to do what others refuse to attempt. Don’t expect encouragement from friends or family, pats on the back, or high-fives and attaboys. No one will be there, as you toil in the darkness. There will be stages in the process you will hate. If you are lucky, you will find a trailblazer who validates your journey.

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Published – Megha Sood

Megha's World

So proud to share my list of publications- Digital and Print, for the month of December. Not only my poems were anthologized into few more poetry journal but I was also lucky enough to be named as the author of the month. In addition, I was also shortlisted in the top 20 in the coveted Pangolin Poetry Prize 2019 judged by Melissa Studdard.

I’m thankful to all the editors, readers and the collaborators for their continued support and faith in my writing.

You can list of my publication published at the GoDogGO cafe here.

Happy blogging!!

Megha Sood

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