Connected to you, like a petal to a flower
like a feather to a bird, like water to a shower
Connected by experience, connected in love
flowering with passion, as beauty often does
Tag: poem
Three Day Quote Challenge Day 2
Day two of my challenge thanks to https://bodyelectricweb.wordpress.com
I love it really. 🙂 Today’s quote is another favourite of mine.
~For the good are always the merry, and the merry love to dance ~ W B Yeats
This is a favourite as it reminds me that life is a dance, the people we meet and the places we go and it is our responsibility to make the best of it we can. When we go through difficulties, dance through them knowing they will end.
The photo is a picture of the card my mum sent me for my birthday with the quote written inside!
Rules of this challenge are as follows:
Thank the person who nominated you.
Post a quote for three consecutive days.
Nominate three new bloggers each day.
Today I nominate ( and hope they take part)
Representation of a Vegan Lunch
The essence of my vegan lunch, the ultimate diet of today.
A perfect example of my food, representation some might say.
The finest food and fit for kings, as a resume of what I digest.
The epitome of joy to me, why not put it to the test?
My Epitome of Love
Daily Prompt Word – Epitome
My epitome of love, I miss you every day.
You taught me how to love myself, before you went away.
You loved me every moment, from the the very start.
You taught me how to listen and love with an open heart.
You modelled it so wonderfully, it was very clear to see.
My epitome of love, you loved much more than me.
You loved so many others, in oh, so many ways.
You taught me how to do this, I try to every day.
Your love is indescribable to anyone but me.
So I have to practice what you taught, so everyone can see.
Your loves continues brightly, your love is like the sun.
My epitome of love, my love, my darling mum.
Counting Days
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/countless/
It rains for countless days,
the clouds are thick and dark.
Summer seems an age away,
No walks around the park.
The weathers always rotten,
the washing never dries.
Until I go to work again
and the sun is in the sky!
Countless times I swap my day
planning well ahead.
I closely watch the weather,
in constant fear and dread.
But I always choose the wrong day
how ever hard I plan.
Then you’ll find me in the office,
sweating by the fan!
Final Countdown
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/countless/
I have said it countless times now,
told you until I’m blue in the face.
I’m constantly repeating myself,
This is a diabolical disgrace!
How do I get your attention,
it feels like I’m talking to a wall.
You must open your ears and listen,
This certainly won’t do at all!
Do I have to say it again now,
have I got mug written over my face.
I will say it just one more time,
Until I get out of this place!
Phase of You
Daily Prompt Word – Phase
<a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/phase/”>Phase</a>
A simple phase your going through,
in love with me, it can’t really be true.
A blissful moment of time stood still,
here with me now of your own free will.
I must be dreaming, I must be asleep,
to believe that you are here for keeps.
Break me in pieces, I surely won’t mend,
our love affair can never ever end,
Don’t tell me if you leave, just go away,
I just want to remember you here today.
Life Force
I bounce in the street like sunshine,
I roll down your cheek like a tear,
I stir up the trees like a whirlwind,
Then I sweep back home like the sea.
I visit when your sad like a cloud,
I dance when you sing like a bird,
I follow as you walk like a raindrop,
Through life I’m constant, your very energy.
The Power of You
You hold me in mind and lend me your strength,
Propelling me forward by sheer will alone.
I begin now, to recognise and believe in myself,
Strong and empowered by the experience of you.
On my life’s journey, I know you are near.
Your thoughts travel with me, protecting my way.
As attached to your soul by invisible thread,
embroidered like silk and tied with love.
The power of love calms storms, clears the sky.
You prop me up, sensing you tall inside.
Planes held aloft, on the winds of your will.
Deep love brings me home again, safely to you.
No time for Sagas
What a palaver, you go on and on, of the days long ago when you were strong.
Fabricated stories, great wars and love, please shut up, ‘dear god above’.
Don’t give me your tales, of woe and strife, I simply don’t need them in my life.
Heroic tales of days gone by, I don’t want to hear, they won’t make me cry.
There are those that will listen, invite you in, those who are bored and somewhat dim.
Yes, some will listen, with mouths a gasp, tell your tale there, no need to be fast.
Hastily now, take your big yarns away, be off with your saga without delay.
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