My Joan of Arc…


  My Joan of Arc…

She painted her make-up upon perfect skin. She turned to me and she told me . “I need my war face tonight. I rarely show my real face to anyone. I used to pray for perfect life, now I pray to keep death away and find reasons to live.”

She was my leather and lace, she was my black in heart beauty. I told her. No perfect life my dear love. All of us had sins and create pain and hell. No perfect soul. I have begged for mercy in the fire of love and I had ran from true salvation. You cannot repair the deeds of foolishness.

She laughed at my words and she came close to me. Whispered. “I use to pray for someone like you, someone who would accept my scars and my heavy weight of regret. But, dead hearts and blind…

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Let’s Get Lost in a Poem – Ali Grimshaw

flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw

Poetry is truth in a universal language able to cross boundaries and reach the human heart. It is through our practice of listening deeply to poems, to ourselves and each other that the joy of connection is created within the writing circle. I am honored to hold space for your words and invite you to welcome them to the page. Let's get lost together as we write and reflect. Join me for an upcoming writing circle. Fill your heart. 

Let's get lost 
in beauty of the waves.
Put the needle on the record
of this day,
live simply so others may
simply live
to delight in all good things
wild and free.

©Ali Grimshaw 2021

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Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, February 16, 2020

Go Dog Go Café

Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate.

The prompts are designed to be quick challengesthat can be written in 10 to 15minutes, inspire you creatively, are fun, and get everyone interacting. Please post your response to the prompt in the comments below and show your fellow posters some love and support. All members of the Go Dog Go community, including Baristas, are welcome to participate. Feel free to share this post on yourown blogs and/or Facebook.

Today’s prompt:Writea poem about anxiety or regret over a past choice.

Happy Writing!

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Suspended time


The image, forever frozen in time
is imprinted indelibly on my mind
the city of love that denied me love
returns to haunt me every then and now

holding that moment in my palms
I watch time unfurl its whorls inexorably
the piercing tendrils touch my face not so gently
my memories are followed by a trail of sighs

my past colouring the present
future remains a slate so blank
the static of my soul presses pause
I suspend the hourglass and the tick-tock freezes

days and nights lose their meaning
I refuse to acknowledge their acceptability
the sun, the moon and the stars are but
unwanted intruders in the entr’acte of my life

I choose to live in this suspension
till I find words
to leave my mark and stain the moments.

What do you see # 69 -February 15 2021

Components of time

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Of Love and Loss

France & Vincent


October 13th 2012…

In a cobwebbed corner of the loft, there is a suitcase.  I know it is there, I am subtly conscious of it though I seldom open it any more. It is stuffed full of letters, notes, the tangible evidence of a decade of love. Most of them are silly things… a few scribbled words on a scrap of paper… found in the most incongruous places, where they had been left with love to bring a smile and a glow throughout the hours the day kept us apart. Some are funny, meant for laughter, some romantic, some speak of the deepest joys and fears we shared.
The last, the very last, he had left for me to find in his papers, knowing I would need them to register his death. Thinking of the moment he reached forward in time to write that for me I can no…

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