Don’t leave Words Unspoken by Walt
Unspoken Words
too often we leave words unspoken
words that should have been said
but weren’t
words of praise, words of love
words like I’m sorry, thank you
I love you, you’re beautiful
dinner was great, thanks for all you do
unspoken words can make you happy
or make you sad
unspoken words often hurt
more than spoken words
take the time to say the words
leave no words unspoken
~The Tennessee Poet~
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Whether you’re makingovernight oatsor adding oats to your smoothie, you’re getting a nutrition powerhouse with some major health benefits. Oats and oatmeal are packed with fiber, protein, and tons of vitamins and minerals. They are such a versatile food and can be incorporated into practically any meal of the day. Oats are a staple in many pantries, and for good reason!
Here are a few benefits of oatmeal :
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“You drew me in like a moth to flame
and I knew I’d never look back.”
This protectiveness I feel for you isn’t just something that happened at the flip of a switch. First, it was the way your eyes looked as the sun hit them, as if the light made them glow from within. Then it was you. Your bravery. The fierce determination running through your veins. The imperfect, vulnerable, yet fierce warrior in you that makes me want to stand by your side and fight your battles right alongside you. You see, loving someone goes beyond the word. You drew me in like a moth to flame and I knew I’d never look back. If it meant going to war or helping you reach up into the sky to pluck your dream from the universe to make it a reality, I will be there.
© Sarah Doughty
2019
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Someone in this world desire you more than what you wish for, maybe he is afraid to show his vulnerable side, and is drawing a pretentious drape. All you need is an aberrant pair of eyes to see beyond the ostensible shroud. You don’t know but you’re the moon in his darkest of nights.
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Value people and life,
Once gone, they return never…
Life is a series of stages,
You have to welcome new stages with open arms…
Every person can’t be you,
Be proud of it,
But also remember,
Don’t expect yourself from others…
Respect differences,
Value care,
Listen before you judge,
Use your mind and heart,
Don’t blindly go by what others say….
Life is a one time journey,
Don’t spoil it by lending your ear to what others say!
She finds loneliness in crowded hallways
He finds isolation in busy streets
They are two ghosts, breathing
Living in silent screams
On a bleak night she finds solace
Amongst stars he finds peace
They are two ghosts, breathing
Chasing madness and dreams
We are not aware of all our mistakes,
How can we then be honest
Where mistakes stay hidden?
Honesty goes along with awareness…
How much blindness is still in us?…
DidiArtist, 17.11.2020
VJs Weekly Challenge – Intimacy
“Real intimacy is a sacred experience.” John O’Donohue
Hung By Threads We were sleek gazelles caught in the moment of spring, drawn to sup the youthfulness of our open, tender flesh, mirrored in our eyes of lusted, dilated caresses, dishevelled electric pulses flushed on skin, opening us to summered days of trusted space and listened moments so raw that we hung by threads of breathless knowing unborn of reason, and the once moist latch now open to the treasured feltness of heart, bonded as healed wounds, and vested in renewed seeing that we dared to share as we grazed the plains of intimacy unafraid of lions. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
Writing is like driving at night in the fog.
You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.
– E. L. Doctorow
Today is Day 324 of the 2020 Daily Writing Challenge.
Did you write yesterday?
My year-end countdown has begun, and what a wild ride 2020 has been. The adage says what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger. I’m not dead, yet therefore I must be tougher right? The question becomes — How much can I accomplish before we ring in the new year?
It all starts with a well-conceived strategy, and mine includes a master list of 100 activities to help me reach my annual writing goal. It may sound impossible, but many items are almost insignificant and require fewer than 15 minutes to finish. They are micro-actions, minor jobs that, while they are crucial, they are the ones…
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The Reluctant Poet 