From the Heart
I embrace my vulnerability,
it’s so necessary for me.
I’ve a willingness to show myself,
so you can really see.
A person who is fearful,
one who carries shame.
Who understands her feelings,
like those connected to pain.
There’s more to me, there’s love and joy,
these I bring out too.
If you can see my vulnerability,
why not show yours too.
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With a lid you know it’s a pie,
without it’s surely a tart.
There’s some can be more rustic,
then others a’ la carte
I’d fill mine up with gooseberries,
my culinary dream
Served straight out of the oven,
with a dollop of vegan cream.
Daily Prompt – Tart
I went fishing for the moon tonight,
it did not shown its face.
The moon down here was hidden,
from the human race.
So much for a super moon,
I hear an extra one at that.
All we got was sea mist,
or was it fish and chip fat.
I’m extremely disappointed,
I thought it would be huge.
I think the moons not playing fair,
in fact I’d call it rude.
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Late response to the Daily Prompt – Fish, I wrote it last night after searching for the moon
There are many layers to this universe,
we only live in one.
The others remain unseen to us,
maybe hidden by our sun.
There are fundamental principles,
dictating what we can see.
I’m wondering if it’s just the same,
for the flowers and the trees.
Do they see the nuances,
the waves between the light.
Do they show their beauty,
to things that are out of sight.
Can they see the others,
that walk between our thoughts.
Can they hear the music,
that bounces as we talk.
Our minds make sure it’s kept away,
trained by us you see.
That’s the subtle difference,
between a human and a tree.
We think too much to ever see,
the beauty that’s around.
There’s far more than we’ll ever know,
between the sky and ground.
An energetic field of light,
dances but yet unseen.
Some might see the flashes,
the purples and the greens.
Close your eyes and look some more,
shut out that blocking mind.
There’s far more in the universe,
but we’re only humankind.
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Take me to those lofty heights,
up there in the clouds
Where you and I can be alone,
away from all the crowds.
Sprinkle me with fairy dust
and take me by the hand.
Lead me to that special place,
in that secret wonderland.
Kiss me like your hungry,
devour me with your eyes.
Hold me tight for all eternity,
drown out all my cries.
Take me to those lofty heights,
the place where we belong.
Take me while I’m dreaming,
that you might come along.
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Responce to Daily Prompt – Lofty
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I hear the echoes of you voice
in nearly everything I do
and when I’m undecided,
I’ll refer the choice to you.
There is reflection of your beauty
in everything I see.
I feel your touch another way,
soft and caressing me.
I remember the lessons taught to me,
I’m still learning as I go,
but found them really helpful,
which really goes to show.
You knew I’d need you when you left,
so left memories for me.
Your energy still lingers here,
lights up everything I see.
And then you know I feel your love,
when I’m sitting still.
Suppose you send it through me,
you have the strongest will.
I will never forget you
because you never really left.
We continue now another way,
I think we’ve passed the test.
Of knowing love continues,
transforms but never dies.
Love is all around us now,
we just can’t see it with our eyes.
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I’m going to relinquish my control
and put my trust in you.
I’m going to embrace in all the things
you want me to do.
I will do so without question,
trusting you know best.
Without regret or any fear,
nor will I suspect a test.
I know I need to give up possessing,
treasures that I’ve stashed.
I’m preparing for the day it comes,
when my reality is smashed.
I do this with a saddened heart,
but do so as I think right.
I suppose I’ll miss attachments,
when they’re out of sight.
But this is how my soul will grow,
without the weight I know.
I’m trusting you from this day on,
so show me where to go.
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I’m drowning in the detail,
it’s all too much for me.
I’m not feeling very capable,
just going from A to B.
Stress has taken residence,
an invite wasn’t sent
Oh but it gets worse than that,
it isn’t paying rent.
It’s climbing up the curtains,
blocking all the doors.
I find it through the letter box,
and in the kitchen draws.
It’s bigger by the moment,
it wakes me in the night.
Anxiety it’s causing me,
it gives me such a fright.
I’ll pour myself a brandy,
that should calm me down.
I’ll close my eyes and pray to god,
an answer can be found.
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Did my heart once burn so fiercely,
I feel it caught alight,
with a hot and burning passion,
lovers entwined at night.
Did we once climb to the stars,
flying through the sky,
I remember when we landed,
the day we said goodbye.
Those flames of days so long ago,
would once again ignite,
if you’d only call me up,
please call me up tonight.
I smoulder when I hear you name,
like embers in a fire,
I haven’t had enough of you,
of you I’ll never tire.
So light the candle in my heart,
put in on your alter,
give me please just one more chance,
my love will never falter.
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If I could go right back in time,
or anywhere at all,
I think that I would go right back
to my days in school.
I listen to the lessons,
not play around the back,
I’d always do my homework
and always bring it back.
I’d focus more in English class,
I’d listen to what sir said,
I’d read all of the classics,
keep them by my bed.
Then I’d go to Mr Khan,
thank him for his time,
for the good advice he gave me,
I so wish I’d seen the signs.
I’d go out then with the girls,
to the night I met that guy,
when he asks me if I’ll marry him,
I suppose another try.
But if it didn’t work again,
I’d leave when I have my son.
that’s the best I got from it,
when all is said and done.
I still stay home those precious years,
make the most of being mum,
nothing better in this world,
nothing that’s more fun.
In hindsight I’d be kinder,
not such a selfish youth,
because when it comes right down to it,
that the honest truth.
I’d give more time to elders,
listen to what they say,
I know that their not always right
but they’ve lived some days.
I’d foster my imagination,
not try to blow it out,
write poetry about my dreams
and paint the darkness out.
The last place I would go to,
is back to see my mum,
remembering my childhood days,
remembering the fun.
I’d savour every moment,
listen to every word,
I wouldn’t think she hadn’t a clue,
or her ideas absurd.
I’d understand her thinking,
because it is now mine,
that’s why I know I have her,
for the rest of time.
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