Day: December 9, 2020
December sunset
I caught the gold of setting sun
with trees in silhouette
an absolutely gorgeous thing
I’ll not that soon forget
And early though the hour was
December. Four P.M.
Sublime it was the golden glow
with sunset here again
A moment captured here in time
to cherish and to hold
bathed in glorious sunshine
with the glory of the gold
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics
Different Direction
You went in a different direction,
So no matter how long and hard I think of how things should’ve been,
Nothing will change.
It’s time to be vulnerable,
To admit that no matter how disappointed and hurt I feel,
That’s the way things are.
It’s time move forward,
And hopefully find the peace I deserve.
©ZeinaA.G
We All Dream…dreams
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We all Dream dreams, maybe you remember them or wake up knowing you dreamt something wonderful that gave you hope. 💜I’ve noticed that in my dreams I’m always flying, floating or climbing. This is an illustration from one of them. 💜
We are dreamers who chase the impossible possibilities which fill our hearts and souls with so much hope that we float.~MM
THE SHEEPLE DO
By Charles Robert Lindholm
When
Trump Lies
About The Truth
No One Should Believe
Him
But
Some Do,
The Sheeple Do,
Repeating Lies Doesn’t Create
Truth
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December sunset
I caught the gold of setting sun
with trees in silhouette
an absolutely gorgeous thing
I’ll not that soon forget
And early though the hour was
December. Four P.M.
Sublime it was the golden glow
with sunset here again
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Today’s Quote
Remember this — very little is needed to make a happy life.
~ Marcus Aurelius ~
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Summer with Burroughs
Remember last summer ?
We were obsessed with
Burroughs.
Anything familiar,
the sound of far off thunder
close enough to subdue
the mad-paced hours.
Something inciting,
like a strike of lightning
the odor of combustion
ready to ignite.
Everything electric
that made us come alive.
Our hearts caught between
whale song and sigh,
spontaneous thunder
with intermittent quiet,
sporadic as a summer storm.
Leonid Afremov “Rains Rustle”
The only thing that i want
the only thing that i want
is to hug you real tight
to tuck you in your bed
and make sure that youre alright
i will watch over you
to protect you through the night
no matter if dream or true
im gonna put up the fight
forever stay by your side
you know i can be your knight
to make sure you will get rest
youll be secure and alright.
I started writing texts on 25th of September 2020 because i got My Heart broken and didnt know how to cope with My sadness.
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Undying Charm
Based on the PROMPT: Use the phrase “as winter whispers” in any form of writing by Tuesday Writing Challenge at GoDogGo cafe
The gelid Northern zephyrs have retraced their steps
back into the narrow lanes of my quaint town
Corrugated cold cobblestones waiting feverishly
for the warm clickety clackety of footsteps
Once again, to warm cold corners of this city.
This city that wishes to whisper undying sweet melodies
of its cold nights warming next to the sizzling fireplace;
the warmth seeping in every corner of the room birthing a love story
Narrow streets have been adorned with warm ciders that sweeten the breath of those I love.
Susurrous rhythm of the jubilant chorals weaves a mellifluous tune
in every longing heart. Melodious symphony of the very being of the city comes alive
even in his frigid cold. This city carries the warmth as…
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