Day: June 2, 2021
Silence is not always golden
Atrocities are often fueled by the silence we chose over speaking our mind
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Love demand payment…
Love demand payment…
The gentle lover whispered. Remember me and I will remember you. We are creatures of delight. Need torrent nights and warm morning kisses.
She begin to shave my face. Her soft hands roaming with fingers and shaving cream upon my face. She leaned her body against me. I feel her body near and the soft movements of razor again bare skin of my face. She whispered love near is love dear. I want to be in control and you relaxing and at my will. I like to have your face clean and clear of facial hair. I want us to be hopeful lovers and you to recede completely into my hands. I allowed the silence to bind us and I fell into her gentle touch.
I knew never to love in haste. Love demand payment. The ambrosia of love is to create longing and allow the fruit…
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Share Your World- 31st May, 2021
Melanie is the host of SYW
Welcome to Share Your World!
What activity instantly calms you?
It Walking and meditating calms me the most. But if the time is not right for walking, playing a game on my phone does it too.
What’s the most spontaneous thing you’ve done lately?
Last Saturday I went and got my hair treated to a keratin treatment. It makes them super flat for a few weeks and then they look nice. The reason for this sudden decision was that I couldn’t take their supper curly plus frizzy condition anymore. So I took a plunge to splurged on them. Now I don’t have to do anything to them. It’s wash and go.
If people receive a purple heart for bravery, what would other color hearts represent? (Example yellow heart = cowardice)
A blue heart for those who conserve water 💙
A green heart for…
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Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, June 1, 2021
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 challenges that 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 your own blogs and/or Facebook.
Today’s prompt: Write a poem that ends with the word “key”
Access – A Poem By Ali Grimshaw
flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw
a poem is a door opening backward or sliding sideways for full human viewing a poem invites Awe's cousin Curiosity, to join you for a seat on a soft metaphor then reminds you to lean back a poem offers scaffolding for fear, for wonder for whatever arrives next with structure and airflow so nothing gets too stagnant including you and passing light through a green passageway ©Ali Grimshaw 2021 Photo taken in Porto, Portugal. Quadrille "Curiosity" on dVerse Poet's Pub - Join the fun HERE
The Joy Of The Mellow – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
At dVerse De is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to use the word or its forms – Curiosity.
dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Curiosity
“Contentment is the greatest form of wealth.” Acharya Nagarjuna
The Joy Of The Mellow I pass no judgement, (and yet, of course, I do) details are never important, though to be curious is never to be shamed, rather, celebrated, as points of departure from the sameness of repetitions, as for grief, while aware, I'm incuriously embracing the mellow. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
A Good Day
A Good Day
Sitting on the front porch
enjoying the breeze
as I watch the dogs
running around the front yard
it is a warm day
the air is fresh
the humidity is low
just a good day
for doing nothing
except writing poetry
~The Tennessee Poet~
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An Untold Story
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.
Fruit of the vine of a different kind
Encased in green and white rind
Thick cartilage pulp protects the sweetness
Cut through the rind for a sea of sweet goodness
Red pulp encasing seeds of life
Black and white they live without strife
Spit the seeds and savor the pulp
Melts in your mouth with each big gulp
Juices running down both sides of your mouth
Savoring the goodness // it’s summer in the South
For our d’Verse prompt, Kim asked us to write a poem about a fruit, both before and after it is cut. I decided to call watermelon a fruit, full of sweet goodness.
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*Botanically Speaking. Any botanist worth his salt will tell you that watermelons are fruit, and believe it or not, they actually are placed in the “berry” subset of fruit.
*Ask a Gardener. A backyard…
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