No poetry today No lyrical musings on life's quandaries No alliteration or clever meter No inspiration demanding to be heard Begging, Pleading for release Just a blank page disappearing With a click and a clack A snap and a tap
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Sometimes
Sometimes the Strong need the reassurance the arms to see them through Someone to take the burden Just for a little while.. just for a little while Someone to come to the rescue just once, just once or maybe just one more time.
Shoes
Piles of soles some with laces other just slipped off pushed off to the side cast away waiting for their vessels who shuffled away long ago Piles of souls left wondering why
Scrabble Queen
Scrabble Cerebral, Dexterous Spelling, Counting, Forming, Scheming Increases brain-power secretly through play Laughing, Connecting, Playing, Believing Proficient, Verbose Scrabble Queen
Forgiveness
Blessed with a new beginning Each time the sun rises Forgiveness is my new virtue Not for all, but some Those no longer bound free to step into the light Dealing and feeling into order to heal...
Papa and Momma
Papa broke Momma’s heart, Broke it real good, Smashed her innocence into A million trillion pieces But she did not die No, Momma did not die Momma, she took those pieces, Each and every one and set them High Up on a shelf. Time she said, Time will mend it. But I don’t think it …
Just….
Just love and be with me Don't conspire or plot Just love and be with me <> Don't let another moonrise glisten upon earth without you entangled with my arms <> Just love and be with me Don't conspire or plot Just love and be with me
Moonday, Moonday
I am too tired to really do my beloved forum justice this week, but I feel bad letting a Moonday go by without a post. This past week, I have done a lot of resting and reflecting after an impromptu trip to Florida Hospital. I was the youngest person in the cardiac observation unit, a …
With a little faith… and love
We move through our lives grateful and present in the moment with faith and love wisdom grows and we are reborn
Woods Revisited
In the night my tears did flow In the night I called for help Twisted words answered me back And cut my heart to rubies In the sparkling morn They showed me the way To a yellow wood A fork in the road A decision to be made In the night my tears did flow …
Lucinda Rose 