Day: April 9, 2020

Reach Out

~ thereluctantpoet

Debbie Gravett

I don’t live alone, but I am so grateful to my friends that have reached out to check in on me the last few days. I reach out every so often – I believe in the idea that if you pop into my mind it is time to touch base. It is a wonderful feeling in these times to know that you are thought of and have people who want to know that you are ok. I am truly blessed and well – just eating too much and not getting enough exercise. 😆

I hope that you are all keeping safe and checking in on each other out there. If no one has checked in on you, then take this as me wanting to know how you are doing. Let me know in the comments.

Sending love and light to you all.

Like the limbs of a beautiful tree
You…

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Soundtrack

~ thereluctantpoet

Eyes + Words

Written by Jacob Ibrag

I miss this song. It’s from the yesterdays of a former

emotion. A feeling from another moment. And when I hear this

song, I become that person. I’m physically him. I’m confused because I

remember what happens, just not what drives me into those decisions.

I’m a visitor with a soundtrack, in a world I will never have back.

Photo by Martin Reisch

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In Memory: “If dreams were lightning thunder was desire / This old house would have burnt down a long time ago”

~ thereluctantpoet

Art of Quotation


Angel From Montgomery

I am an old woman named after my mother
My old man is another child that’s grown old
If dreams were lightning thunder was desire
This old house would have burnt down a long time ago
Make me an angel that flies from Montgom’ry
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
When I was a young girl well, I had me a cowboy
He weren’t much to look at, just free rambling man
But that was a long time and no matter how I try
The years just flow by like a broken down dam.
There’s flies in the kitchen I can hear ’em there buzzing
And I ain’t done nothing since I woke up today.
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“An election that forces voters to choose between protecting their health and casting a ballot is not a free and fair election.”

~ thereluctantpoet

Art of Quotation

Unfortunately for the nation, Wisconsin Republicans decided that they would prefer to exploit the pandemic to suppress Democratic votes. Their state Supreme Court, dominated by partisan Republicans, allowed them to do so. And now the U.S. Supreme Court has overturned the only protection in place to ensure that voters could still safely cast ballots even if the state fails to provide them expediently. This election looks increasingly like a sham tainted by partisan manipulation. And now the most powerful court in the nation has approved these tactics.

An election that forces voters to choose between protecting their health and casting a ballot is not a free and fair election.  Nor should its results be treated as indisputably legitimate.

The courts may have permitted Republicans to rig this election, but Wisconsinites are under no obligation to pretend that its outcome reflects the will of the people.

Mark Joseph Stern, journalist,

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Breeze

~ thereluctantpoet

A Faded Romantic's Notebook

The wind

is sailing clouds

singing in wires

rippling ponds

sounding chimes

making trees dance.

I imagine it

playing in your hair

tugging at your clothes

lifting your skirt

and caressing your thighs

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new, but once again I am pressed for time, and there is a breeze blowing, and I think of skirts, and thighs.

Art by Loui Jover

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