In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Feeling Fancy.”
There is no money in the world
That could buy me a day with you
My day of extravagance
Is a day spent with me
Being alone and being free
If you see me walking past
Walk on by
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Words Create Worlds
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Recently Acquired.”
Words create worlds
And so I’ve learnt
What we think
Becomes our reality
Stronger and stronger
I can feel myself grow
From hiding, low self esteem
Darkness, depression
To growth and strength
And love and light
What we share can touch
The hearts of others
What I’ve learnt about blogging
Is the power of words
Feeling Life
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Gut Feeling.”
If an instinct is a feeling
I follow my instinct all the time
For every day in every way
I allow the feeling to lead and guide
If I am in doubt over what to do
Some quietness to get in tune
To what I feel, and never question
How I feel, because therein lies the truth
I have ended friendships, been married, given birth, moved countries, changed jobs, remained at one for many years, I have authored a book and a blog, learning design and soon mobile development, I have questioned others when they have not liked the questions, or the answers or the reply, and I have paid the price of doing so, following one’s instinct is not always the easiest thing to do, there is sometimes pain and pain some more, but it is the only way to go
I live my life by feeling
I write to give my feeling life
Style Advice
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Not for Thee.”
Heels and color
Lifechanging advice suggested to me
To be rid of all the blacks and browns
All those greys and cremes
To infuse splashes of color
Into my wardrobe and life
Adding a bit of style
Accenting flair and finesse
So I did, and now I do
But I would not be sharing
That advice to the others in my home
Because my husband is six foot four
I would not want him in heels
Neither my son for that matter
And my daughter is only eight
She can wear flats while she waits
For her own style to arrive!
Tears of Joy and Strife
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “An Extreme Tale.”
It was the best of times
It was the worst of times
Thinking of these lines
First thoughts in my mind –
I hate it, I love it
When web services do not work
It can bring me to my knees
Why oh why oh please!
Troubleshoot and analyze
Sleep a luxury, no time to eat
Life comes to a halt
Because I have code that doesn’t run!
Managers, deadlines, clients
Breathing down my neck
We have a plan, don’t you know
Yeah I know, and I have code that doesn’t run!
What to do, what to do?
Calm down, breathe, make some tea
I have no time to sleep
Until finally
Sweet finally
After days and nights
Tears and strife
A few changes here and there
And we have success!
Oh sweet code, alive
I have a result!
Tears of joy, fall to my knees
Highs and lows
Moods and swings
Roller coaster work
Roller coaster life
Keeping BFF Happy
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Someone Else’s Island.”
My BFF (best friend forever)
Got stranded on an island
I was allowed to send to her
Any old items of five
I know my friend very well
So to keep her happy
I chose for her
Her new puppy Lola
Her two cats I forget their names
Pet bunny Tiger Lily
Rescued Bird PollyAnna
And to keep my best friend company
I sent her me!
Writing a Better Me
Southern Hemisphere Lovin’ Gal
Springtime celebrated every year
This September brought a fresh Summertime Dose
Of turmoil, agony and despair
Not knowing what to do, and where to go
How to get rid of this darkness within
I looked to the sun, and saw brightness and light
I looked within, and felt courage and life
So many words flowing forth from my heart
I started to write, I started to type
And every day ever since
I have written, I have typed
Words arising, healing, flowing
Understanding a little more of my soul within
Therapeuting, growing, empathising
Passionating my way to be a better me –
In the depths of despair I held out my arms
And was gently lifted from the dark well surrounds
To a higher, brighter, sun-drenched place
Of life, and light, and safety
Find a Better Me here: If Tomorrow comes
Photography from the collection of Ali McGill Photography
Last Words
I am at peace with the world
I am at peace with me
I am at peace
Thank you for my beating heart
Thank you for my life
Thank you
If this my last night shall be
Let me live it
Joyfully
Spare one last night to breathe in
All the pure goodness
Surrounding me
I have lived, I have loved
I have fought
I am
Grant one last wish of mine I plead
That my written words should be
My testimony
And if I should not make it through the night
Know that I am at peace, I am at rest
There are no words left in me
Selah
Inspired by the music and lyrics of OAPlascencia – Thank You (For The Love)
Photography from the collection of Ali McGill Photography
V on Water
Trails of water
Cutting across blue converge
To create a V
Discarded Me
A Poem I decided not to publish
Eccentric
Crazy lady
Sometimes I am an introvert
Want to be left alone
And sometimes I don’t
Sometimes I am so sad
Not finding any relief from
The sheer darkness within
Other times my heart is happy
And my soul is glad
Always feeling, passionating
Not resonating
With the normal others
That would encompass me
Handle me with care
Wrapped in my own world
My own thoughts
Magical mysteries inside of me
Enjoying my own company
And the world created so exquisitely
I’m a writer
I’m a dreamer
I’m a coder
I’m a walker
I’m a talker
I can lead, I can follow
I can laugh, I can cry
Very easily
I can love, I can live
I am aware, I breathe
Sensitive
Transparent
A world of contrasts
Wrapped into one
This is me, I am Vonita
Moving towards the light
Passioning through Poetry
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