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Lonely Is A Velvet Chair

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 Linking with Poetry Pantry #220
"Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty."  ~Mother Teresa

In the old house I grew up in, there was an antique velvet chair that sat in the corner of the living room draped with a sheet. It was never used as far as I could tell.  Mother said it was too fine a chair to be dirtied up by our sweaty little bodies. So there it stood ,while I sat on the floor to watch television.
Years later after she passed away, the chair ended up in my grandparent's garage once again draped with a sheet. I came across it searching for old photos of my family. I had spent many nights there at my grandparent's and other friend's houses throughout that difficult time.

Looking back now, I realize it was simply my Dad's way of protecting me from the emptiness that so filled our home. I suppose he did not understand that loneliness is not merely solidarity, for I learned then, that it is also magnified b…

Like the Unfolding of a Flower

a storm to move mountains by Brook Shaden click here

I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die....
~Percy Bysshe Shelley, "The Cloud"

Linking with dVerse for the Brook Shaden prompt and with Poetry Jam "clouds" prompt

Like the changes we face in life, clouds can represent the passions of the heart.  They can be soft to the eyes on a peaceful day, and then full of darkness and bolts of lightning in a thunderstorm.
Life is full of changes like the sky can be filled with clouds; each one unique and ever evolving into something more.

 Clouds evolve like the unfolding of a flower from a bud into a full bloom
and so do our hopes and passions in life they spark within and then evolve into view  like the vapors that make up the clouds these hopes and cares we hold dear stay alive this magnificent move from sea to air is part of the growth of what makes us truly thrive.

The Water's Reflection

Google Images For whatever we lose (like a you or a me),
It’s always our self we find in the sea.
~e.e. cummings

The Unspoken

Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his friends can only read the title.  ~Virginia Woolf

Bending Over Backwards

Natasha Stockham's Photography
Linking with Imaginary Gardens for "Open link Monday"
"Suffering isn't ennobling, recovery is."  ~Christiaan Barnard

 I am not an agile person physically.  I could never do a back bend and land on my feet, nor even do a forward roll or somersault.  Yet when it comes to the matters of the heart and relationships, I will mentally do  an acrobatic dismount off the high beam followed by a cartwheel and the splits.  All the while smiling as if it is an easy feat, but inside I will be groaning with pain.  It is a behavior that I have acted out for years.  So like a heavy oak branch, it is a habit that will not be easy to break. 

One night a few weeks ago I had plans to go to dinner with a dear friend of mine.  I have been sharing my car with my son who was home with my car and she was going to pick me up from work and then take me to my ride so that we could meet up at a farther location to go out to eat.  As I got into her car I real…

Harvest of the Brave

image by Musin Yohan
Linking with Poetry Jam for Mary's prompt "Harvest Time"
Our battle-fields, safe in the keeping
Of Nature's kind, fostering care,
Are blooming, - our heroes are sleeping, -
And peace broods perennial there.
~John H. Jewett

We gather our fallen like crop in the field and then set them up in rows. Those that bore the burden of fighting freedom's greatest foes.
They stood among the strongest and brave upon the land and gave the greatest sacrifice for liberty of fellow man. An offering of plenty that no civilian can give back providing for generations the rights that only heroes grant.  Now we reap the benefit of the harvest of the brave so let us give the offering reverence and live a life that's great.

Open Your Present

The Mag #237

Life loves to be taken by the lapel and told: "I am with you kid. Let's go."
 ~Maya Angelou

They say that when you are riding in an airplane with a child that the proper procedure for emergency oxygen is to put the mask on yourself first and then on the child.  If you put it on the child first you may pass out before you can manage to get both safely on.  Then you are not conscious to make sure that the child keeps their mask in place or protect them in general.  This action proves to be true in more situations in life than just aircraft emergency codes. 

We get so caught up in trying to take care of those around us that we forget that if we do NOT take care of our self, that we are not much use in the care of someone ELSE.  We survive instead of thrive.  I believe that many women suffer from this mishap.  Instead of gaining strength and growing from rejuvenating in the light that God gave us first, we set our cares utterly aside and carry on the mission of lig…

The Mistress and a Man

The Mag #236 "What is to give light must endure burning."  ~Viktor Frankl We hold a certain attraction the two of us. I need to be needed and you need too much. My light keeps reaching without falter or rest as you love the luxury of being my returning guest. To be your beacon is what I always yearn yet I am the recipient of my constant burn. We have a certain attraction like a light and a moth for I long to sustain you, but you cannot be caught.

No I am not having an affair with a married man.  I just thought that the wording in first person held more power.  The picture represented a painful relationship to me and I went with it in this direction.  That's my story and I am sticking to it.
What do you see when you look at the prompt?

Calling All Bloggers

Google Images This is an official SOS....I have a blogging question and figured someone out there can help me with it.  I have tried to figure it out at no avail, and am ready to ask for help.
 This is my question:
 How do you add "You Might Also Like" at the bottom of your posts.
 I have fiddled and fiddled with it and I give up.


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