Saturday, January 27, 2018

A Certain Affliction


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Linking with Poets United
for Midweek Motif ~ Weapon

Brought to us by Sumana Roy


I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain.
 ~James Baldwin



Love heals broken souls but only if they are willing and open to the treatment otherwise hate and bitterness seep in like a slow leak or a long disease

It is a certain affliction that spreads from mind and heart to soul for the mind can be a deadly weapon when it is enclosed in the suffering of hate leading only to tools that tear down instead of tools that build up

You ask why would one hold on to such a backbreaking burden I say maybe if they let go they fear they will have nothing left to hold  emptiness can be a heavy burden to bear when there is no love to fill in the broken places


For love heals broken souls but only if they are willing and open to the treatment otherwise hate and bitterness seep in like a slow leak or a long disease.






Tuesday, January 23, 2018

To Not Be Forgotten

~Courtesy Carrie's desk at work~

Linking with Imaginary Gardens for The Tuesday Platform
~Today is National Handwriting Day.~
So we are celebrating the art of hand-inking our thoughts and feels into words.
Brought to you by Magaly

Come join us!


There are thousands of thoughts lying within a man that he does not know till he takes up the pen and writes. ~William Makepeace Thackeray


Like soft spoken children they nudge me on the arm
and refuse to be forgotten
getting my attention one way or another
words
they have been a foe
and my faithful friend
an adored lover
and an annoying neighbor
relentless yet true
giving me a chance
to not just speak
but truly be heard
and ultimately strive
to not be forgotten.


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I used to write to not be forgotten
now I write to not forget
I spent years
filling pages upon pages
 with words and thoughts
ideas and rhymes 
hoping to be heard
and I still do
but now
I also have lists
upon lists of things
I need to do
it seems 
that list
never ends.........and
I am in a never ending cycle
of forgetting things on the list.



Thursday, January 18, 2018

Takers of the Land

Courtesy Google Images


Linking with Imaginary Gardens for "Wordy Thursday" with Wild Woman ~ The Tree Sisters
Imagined by Sherry


The groves were God’s first temples. ~William Cullen Bryant, “A Forest Hymn” 






We are takers
takers of the land
using what builds our mansions
using what we can
inflating egos like balloons
then building high rises and their parking lots
cement stretched out for miles
we document our accomplishments
 diploma's displayed on walls
we are takers 
takers of the land
using what will build our cities
using what we can
S T O P
maybe it is time we started giving back!

The true meaning of life is to plant trees, under whose shade you do not expect to sit. ~Nelson Henderson




Saturday, January 13, 2018

Skinned Up Knees

Courtesy Google Images

Linking with Imaginary Gardens for "Fussy Little Forms" ~ Chained Rhyme
Imagined by Marian

A "Chained Rhyme" is where  the last syllable or word of each line is followed by a rhyme on the first word or syllable of the next line.
Here is my attempt:

"Don't spend time beating on a wall, hoping to transform it into a door."
~Coco Chanel



I used to think that my skinned up knees were from the asphalt
fault always seemed easy to find in the path ahead
instead I learned that it was my own steps taken
break en' my groove all by myself and my choice in directions
affections drove me like gravity and magnet's pull
full of lessons learned down gravel roads
closed with signs say en' danger ahead
in red clear as day, but I kept going anyway!