Everyone has a bad taxi story
My taxi story; little black dress
Sharing the love from MACBOFISBIL 💝
It’s amazing how much love can be spread through a keyboard
The first full year of MACBOFISBIL, that wonderful acronym I created nearly three years ago, is almost coming to a close. It has been a wonderful year in 2015 and I have made a lot of progress on this activity that I once thought was so daunting I would never make much progress, but I have. Okay, so there are still no guest posts but maybe that will happen in 2016? Who knows what next year will bring to this blog that finally got some wheels at the end of 2014 and this year?
Today is unofficially Spread the Love day. It’s a way to break us out of the bubble some of us have gotten into.
Yeah, it’s not good of me to do this but I’ve been getting skimpy on reading others blog posts in the last…
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My tears etch tracks
Down the sides of my face
Flowing unhindered
Unseen
My cries break the silence
Of the overcast day
Speaking of anguish
Unheard
My torment is ignored
And in all my sorrow
My pain
I feel like you don’t love me
And if I need to say that again
It feels as though
You don’t love me
Accusations
Scream inside my mind
Challenging
My every move
My every word
I close my eyes
And dream
Of life
And
Freedom from
The world around
The world within
Battles fought
And many lost
I am free until
A merciless
Dawn
Returns me to
My inner
Strife
My life is in your hands
My life is in my hands
Your life is in my hands
Your life is in your hands
There is a journey I’m walking
Walking alone
The path is marked out
To futures unknown
Long distance between us
Stretches ahead
The hours that separate
I patiently tread
It has been nearly two years since I last returned ‘home’. A loved one said to me that he dreams about me at night. Distance separates so that others dream of me, as I dream of my mother who has long passed away. And yet I am still alive. Often we hear or even say, the world nowadays is connected and has become so small. But yet, when souls are separated, the world doesn’t feel small at all. It feels as if there are great chasms that exist, insurmountable to pass.
I am here
You are there
We are apart though
Never in heart
I decided to participate this week in Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge by taking photos on my way to work and back home again. This is what I came up with!
Tree standing guard
Church shaded by trees
Crossing the road
Walking towards my work building
Across the road from my work
Random house and tree on my way home
My next door neighbor
And I’m home!
Thank you for joining me on my travels today 🙂
I have woken up to the first of December here on a bright, sunny day in Sydney (blue skies without a hint of cloud), and for the past few days I’ve had one song on my mind. Put a little love in your heart!
Think of your fellow man, lend him a helping hand
Put a little love in your heart
You see, it’s getting late, oh, please don’t hesitate
Put a little love in your heart
And the world will be a better place
And the world will be a better place for you and me
You just wait and see
Another day goes by, and still the children cry
Put a little love in your heart
If you want the world to know, we won’t let hatred grow
Put a little love in your heart
And the world will be a better place
And the world will be a better place for you and me
You just wait and see. Wait and see
Take a good look around and if you’re lookin’ down
Put a little love in your heart
I hope when you decide kindness will be your guide
Put a little love in your heart
And the world will be a better place
And the world will be a better place for you and me
You just wait and see
Put a little love in your heart
Put a little love in your heart
My flesh aches for yours
Just one more time
To feel your arms
Protecting me
I yearn for you
My lover and friend
I close my eyes to dream
Sweet dreams of kisses
So soft and delicious
That will never be
Again
