Fragile memories of
Sorrow mixed with sweet.
My mind floods with those who
Filled my heart—
Stolen from me suddenly,
Precious souls.
They brighten the shadows
With splashes of golden sun.
Category daily prompt
Zing!
I love the zing of lemon. In fact, just seeing this image has made my taste buds start zinging. Often I drink plain boiling water with lemon slices thrown in it.
One evening a long time ago, I was on a business trip in the UK. The client invited me for a pub dinner. It was bizarre in that I had a lemon squash to drink, lemon battered fish, and for desert I had a lemon tart. My dream lemon dinner haha 🙂
Elegant
Adorning the world
Nature’s gifts abundantly
Free, pure elegance
Twinkle
Beautiful stars
Twinkle at night
Dance in the shadows
Of the moonlight
Plop
I was so bored this evening with nothing to do, and not feeling like reading or studying for Java 8 exam (because I can), so I just plopped onto my bed and looked at the ceiling for a couple of hours. Every thirty minutes I was able to play candy crush until my lives all died, and had to wait for reset to happen.
Well, that’s been my evening folks, from Sydney, wishing you a good night! Or good day if that works better for you.
Pop quiz: when last did you use the word ‘plop’?
Wedding Cake Fail
Ok, so sometimes I have good ideas, and then sometimes I have not so good ideas. Like my wedding cake. As an example. My husband-to-be and I were paying for our own wedding, and on a tight budget. The venue we had booked included an ice-cream cake as part of the lunch menu. Who needs a wedding cake I thought, when there is already an ice-cream cake on the menu. It can double up. Pretty it up and there you go. Cake. What a stoopid idea. Try romantic photos attempting the slicing of a cake, an ice-cream one. It was so rock solid frozen we could not even put an ice-sharpened knife through it. And it had a green ribbon around it. When my color theme if I could say I even had one, was orange. Not green. Not clever. Not cake.
Shiver
I shiver
When you say my name
I tremble
When I hear your voice
I tingle
When I feel your kiss
I desire you
So much
Fiercely
I guarded my feelings
Fiercely against my chest
For I knew intuitively
That it was not my place to share
Not now, not yet
Instinctively I knew
When the time had come
To allow him into my life
And at that moment
We were both ready
To open our hearts
And share our lives
Shining Spirit
I’ve made mistakes
Perhaps a few
I hold regrets
My thoughts subdued
But when I look at you
I marvel at
Your strength of spirit
Shining through
Another Day
One more day
To witness blue skies
Shining from heaven above
I close my eyes
Giving thanks for those
Who fill my life with love
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