Category poetry

Breathing Words

Vonita 15 Comments

I took a risk in creating a blog
Only ever having read a few cooking blogs before

Not knowing what I will do with a blog
But feeling that it was needing to be born

So I created a blog, and gave it a name
And published a few words to begin

Poor baby blog was then discarded at will
For a while, maybe nine months at that

But waited patiently for me to return
It took a short while, but I never forgot

About a blog waiting silently for new life,
I returned to breathe words once again

So here I am, and there is so much to learn
And every new day, I will now joyfully embrace –

Every new post, every new thought, every new word
That flows from my heart, that my blog can display!

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Inherited Treasure

Vonita 13 Comments

A treasure of mine
Is a tapestry that was
From my mother’s hand

She bought this deeming
It to be so beautiful
And now it is mine

I have been sewing
Since 1996, hope
To be finished soon!

Pies – Savoury and Sweet

Vonita 21 Comments

Pecan, berry and
Fruit next to Shepherd’s, sold in
Local bakery

https://movingtowardsthelight.com/2014/11/11/comfort-food/

Cappuccino Confession

Vonita 13 Comments

I was so busy
Waxing lyrical in my previous post
That I totally forgot
About my guiltiest guilty pleasure

Now that I’m reading other confessions
And hearing about frappucinos and caffeinated drinks
I am stirred to admit
A guilt trip I ride at least once per day

And so to prove the point
This evening at a Pilates Dinner
I was served a really good cup
Of my guilty pleasure – Cappucino!

No sugar, skim milk please!

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http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/grateful-and-guilty/

Angular

Vonita 14 Comments

A straight shadow leads
Up the steps next to a wall
Changing direction

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Love Theme

Vonita 11 Comments

If my life were a movie
There would be romance
Never-ending moments of
Life and love and joy

Depth of feeling
One with another
At peace with a collected me
Understanding, compromising

Flowing music on repeat
Best friend Miss Meryl Streep
Leading to a life
Lived passionately

Fighting banished, no more
Strife and endless tears –
Heart-renching goodbyes, sensual
Feeling overcoming

Standing on bridges
Being at one with my surrounds
Thankfulness abounding
For each moment I am breathing

“The old dreams were good dreams; they didn’t work out, but glad I had them.” Clint Eastwood

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Perfect Day

Vonita 4 Comments

I’ve spent a few years
Looking outside of me
Yearning

For some company
To fill an internal need
Externally

Not that easy always
For friends to conjure up
Magically

So I picked up a pen
That is – my hands and began to type
Consistently

And what I’ve found
Is that I’ve started to heal
Miraculously

I am no longer looking
To fill a void to
Band-aid me

So now my perfect day
Would be to visit myself
Internally

To spend some time
Learning to paint a little
Artfully

I’ve booked on a course
To learn concepts of design
Visually

So I can write
And when I’m done I can
Graphically

Turn my writing
Into books that can keep others
Company

And to drink, some sparkling water
With ice and lemon and bubbles
Please!

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No sparkling water but this will work!

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