Hey, girl, what are you doing down there, one floor below me. Oh, my sweetness, I adore you. Let me know if you want a booty call. You know that my wife checks all my messages, so if you are dow…
Day: November 16, 2022
Why doesn’t it suffice? | paeansunpluggedblog
NoTwo lettersOne wordA complete sentencePeriodA “NO” needs no suffixNo prefixNo explanation.A no is a no is a noGet it !!! Written for dVerse poetics. Today’s host, Sarah, says: A…
Haiku: Finding yourself | Poet’s Corner
Don’t hide from yourself In the darkness of the night Breathe for coming back
Relief – My Random Ramblings
Words fail to express certain feelingsTry as they mightwords fail to cover the emotional range of a human heartHow would it feel likewhen you can finally draw a breathafter holding your breath for …
Source: Relief – My Random Ramblings
Water- Our precious resource – Keep it alive
For Friday Faithfuls today, I am asking how concerned you are about water. Are you worried that you might be running out of clean water? Are you experiencing increased evaporation due to warmer tem…
Sharing my world and views- 14th November’22 – Keep it alive
Di is our gracious host for SYW Questions; 1. Does the weather affect your mood? Not really! Hot weather may be more uncomfortable, but it doesn’t affect my mood. When my thyroid disease wasn’t dia…
Source: Sharing my world and views- 14th November’22 – Keep it alive
Open or Closed? – Source of Inspiration
A closed heart is a prison without a door no love, nor light hopeless, trapped alone Yet he whose heart is an open channel for love and light knows the joy of the Divine receiving, giving abundance…
The Conquerors – Source of Inspiration
Insects are taking over the world making slaves of us all commander in chief the roach ants, foot soldiers to the end. We may have killed the bees but insects will rule in the end.
Meddler – Source of Inspiration
Hopeless meddler He stuck his nose everywhere Until it got chopped off!
Source: Meddler – Source of Inspiration
Life At Its Fullest – Source of Inspiration
On my plate is life and death. I can partake of both or only one. The choice is mine. Why do I tiptoe around life afraid to jump in and swim? Missed opportunities to live life at its fullest create…
The Reluctant Poet 