“A good garden may have some weeds.”
– Thomas Fuller
We pass judgement declare a weed for no pretty petals to catch the eye a trespasser hiding in the shadows an unwelcome competitor for sun and water and in our view the verdant leaf fails to meet the dress code but nature speaks so who are we to filter out this life - there must be reason ©Heather Carr-Rowe
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You used to be this beautiful dreamI always wished to be reality.I wanted every single motion to be real,I wanted what my head remembered in the dark of the nightto be what my body experienced one …
Source: Poem #377 – LUNA
It doesn’t have to be in the form of a nice compliment this time. You don’t even need to communicate it to the target person. Just do an incognito service to someone. See how this makes you feel. Think how many times you received that..
We are subjects to random acts of kindness all the time. There’s always somebody doing something nice for us without our knowledge. And sometimes they’re doing it even without knowing who we really are.
Kindness is never about the receiver’s identity. It doesn’t really matter who’s going to receive it. It matters more who’s going to give it away. Kindness is about yourself. About compassion.
Pick a random act of kindness and do it for an unknown person. And after that move on.
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Vivid and real
The colors I see with my eyes closed
In psychedelic hues, swirling and mixing
Then separating into individual shade just to mingle again
They take the golden glow of the sun
Or the dark blue of the twilight at dusk
A starburst of shiny orbs lighting up the dark
Vivid and real
The colors I see with my eyes opened
Green blending in with earthy browns, representation of life
Cloudy grey mixing with the azure sky
Illuminating and brightening, dimming and then fading
Word count; 89
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Use above image as inspiration for a poem or short story.
You hurt me with unkind words
And then offer an offhand apology
You think this will make it all better
What you don’t see is how your words hurt me
I cannot show you my heart which is broken in pieces
I may smile, a gesture to hide my hurt
But deep inside, there is a gash which is never healed
Reena is the host of Reena’s Xploration Challenge
It’s an image prompt.
There is no restriction on length of the piece. There is no last date either, unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap.
Holding it with all his might
Lest that it may break free from his grasp
This is all that he has earned in his life
A little house to call his own
An umbrella of security to guard against the rainy days
A few meager possessions, threadbare and poorly
But he had his pride intact
Pride he had in his impeccable honesty
And a reputation that wasn’t tarnished by temptation
Last week I played devil’s advocate, ridiculing the virtues of honesty. So it’s just fitting that this week we take pride in threadbare respectability of honest living.