A Step by Step Approach to Having what you want in life
Day: February 7, 2022
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ON THE ROCK
ON THE ROCK
As I sit there on a rock
on the highest top.
Of a little island
surrounded by beauty of the sea
Looking round with a joy that hurts
I see the sea – surrounding me, hear whispers
From the wind talking to the sea and
from glistening rocks, smiling.
Seagulls and terns sail and swoop
with grace and joy, being their pure selves.
Me, I am transfixed to be, just now
part of this peace,
that fills my heart.
Lifting my arms to the sky, I speak
words I never known before
They seem to fill me – like the wind
that lifts the gull.
Scents of heathers drifting down,
Down the rocks
Filling every crevice, filling me.
© miriam ivarson
Exchange
I will give you
roses without thorns,
certainty without caveats,
adoration without qualification,
admiration without limit
in exchange
for every gorgeous
wondrous inch
of you.
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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic
Art by Mark Spain
Pirate
I’m a pirate of life
Aching for treasure,
Feeling the freedom
Is what I pleasure.
I’m a pirate on land
Not one with the sea,
I’m following a compass
To find a part of me.
I’ll sail in my depths
To find caves hidden,
Whilst I test the current
Of a land forbidden.
I’m free with myself
But not the ocean around,
I’m searching for treasure
On this hollow ground.
k
Pandora’s box
I dreamt I was searching
For Pandora’s box,
Buried in an abyss
Of darkness and rocks.
Whilst searching
I was tortured by pain,
Of a thousand souls
Hell couldn’t contain.
But in all this torture
I was approached by hope,
It was anchored to my life
And I was the rope.
After the tests and trials
I stumbled on a cave,
Were the box was open
& the world was its slave.
K
The Beauty Of Dry Grass – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
“In nature death and decay are as necessary – are, one may almost say, as lively – as life; and so nothing is wasted.” Wendell Berry
The Beauty Of Dry Grass The furthest bounds of the garden are covered in pale, dry, crackling grass and a confetti of redgum leaves that crunch underfoot, the soil, hardly a soil, just dry sand rising as dust with each step, a place of no life all transformed in an instant of rain, gone the smell of dryness, now a cloy of musty, rich damp smells, the sand now sticking to my shoes, soaked grass darkening, collapsing to the ground, and as I pierce the earth and turn the soil, capturing all this beautiful dry life, I rejoice in how nature gifts itself with life, that every death is a becoming. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
Songs of the Stars
And she let the songs of the stars,
serenade her heart,
with eternal Love…
as she wept,
in her dreams.
Task
Today’s Word of the day is Task.
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Week Three: Great Reads Creativity Prompt Challenge
My apologies that I fallen so far behind in posting my Great Reads Creativity prompts and responding to your submissions- I spent most of January knocked on my ass with the flu (thankfully NOT covid), migraines, and a fibromyalgia flare-up. The combination of the holidays and Winter weather are really brutal for those of us living with chronic illness. Fingers crossed, I will be able to fully catch up by the end of this month.
My current prompts are drawn from the books on NPR’s most recent list of Great Reads. Sometimes it was the title that drew my eye (how could I resist the creative lure ofThe Book of Difficult Fruit?!), sometimes it was the book description (All That She Carried, for example). I hope to accomplish two goals: to inspire you creatively and to encourage you to add at least one of these titles…
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The Reluctant Poet 