Day: February 20, 2022

BECOMING CALM

~ thereluctantpoet

HASTYWORDS

Flowing River, by HastyWords Flowing River, by HastyWords

Written by Deana and HastyWords

I lay in the middle

Of a pile of fallen leaves

Looking at a clear blue sky

Dreaming of what could be

 

I find myself hopeful

Despite what past experience

Has taught me

Do I dare believe it could be?

 

Spots of clouds float by

Symbols of worries let go

So I let my concerns join

All the other fly away fears

 

A feeling of relief

An overwhelming release

This give me hopes of

Becoming my dreams

 

I hear my name being called

So I gather myself to stand

Waving goodbye to thoughts

That never lent a helping hand

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The sea…

~ thereluctantpoet

johncoyote

The sea

A Poem byCoyote Poetry

" Best place to be. Near the sea with good friends, music and free time. "

                              The sea….

I told her. Become like the sea. Move with the dancing waves, free and uncontrolled.
Enter into the meditation of the sea. Listen to the ancient voices. Take in the quiet whispers
of lovers who came before us.

Returning lovers return to sing the phrases of love. Interlocked lovers celebrate each  embrace and kiss.
If you listen. Can hear sweet words of endearing lovers saying sweet words of love. Come to me again. Let’s celebrate the dance of forever with the kind sea.

The Gods of the sea, moon and stars allowed the lovers to bare their true selves. They whispered to the
lovers. Enough of sadness and time for forgiveness. It is time to dream, sing and dance.

We will stand by the sea. Allow…

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A moment of forever….

~ thereluctantpoet

johncoyote

A moment, of forever

                     “Holy as love…

You were my Winter prayer,

my Christmas miracle.

We found a safe place to keep warm,

we locked the door,

held tightly and stole seconds, hours and nights away,

We didn’t know,

borrow kisses and pretty words,

almost, as holy as love.

Old poet wished on the first star of the night, near the sea.

A moment, of forever.

So damn sweet,

He wish to know again.

Just one more dance,

just one more sweet kiss from his Bonnie gal,

and make him believe.

Love never can die and the pretty girl are miracles and Winter blessings.

Holy as love,

she was.

Dancing Coyote

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Think what nobody else has thought…

~ thereluctantpoet

The Skeptic's Kaddish 🇮🇱

Every thought you produce, anything you say, any action you do, it bears your signature.

-Thích Nhất Hạnh (1926 – 2022)

It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.

–Aristotle (384–322 BCE)

The greatest weapon against stress is our ability to choose one thought over another.

-William James (1842 – 1910)

People demand freedom of speech as a compensation for the freedom of thought which they seldom use.

-Søren Kierkegaard (1813 – 1855)

Research is to see what everybody else has seen, and to think what nobody else has thought.

-Albert Szent-Györgyi (1893 – 1986)

Concision in style, precision in thought, decision in life.

-Victor-Marie Hugo (1802 – 1885)

We need diversity of thought in the world to face the new challenges.

-Sir Timothy John Berners-Lee (b. 1955)

The oldest, shortest words – ‘yes’ and ‘no’ – are those which…

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