I Stopped Loving

You loved me
And I loved you
You were with me
During the night
Your face so clear
We spoke again
I stopped loving
And you married her
But last night
It was you and me
Again, alone
I stopped loving
But you never did

Sneak Preview!

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For those readers who may have been following my blog over the few months since September, you will know that I have been compiling a book that is my heart’s passion. The POD version is still a few weeks away, so as a Sneak Preview to my readers, I am offering the book in PDF format available from Gumroad, and listed under my Bookshelf Page.

Apologies to all our Friendship Tree poets, the editors have removed ALL referenced writing including the Friendship Tree. When I receive the EBook version in the next few days, I will be offering complimentary copies to the Friendship Tree poets and other previously referenced poets.

More about my book, it contains a few of my more popular posts, and a whole heap of exclusive writing, compiled to form a story of inspiration (based loosely on my life experiences). The design has been done by a dear friend of mine, the talented and beautiful Elizabeth Ferraris from Visible Ink design. We will be working on future collaborations together, including my second poetry book which is now underway.

If anyone would like to leave their thoughts on the content – I am welcoming comments on my Bookshelf page which can be found here: https://movingtowardsthelight.com/bookshelf/

Thank you so much!

Vonita.

Share Your World – Week 11

List 2 things you have to be happy about?
I can touch type. Touch-typing makes me really happy. Especially when I type poetry.

I am on still on sabbatical.

Do you prefer ketchup or mustard or mayonnaise?
Ketchup, except where I come from (southern hemisphere lovin’ gal), we call it “Tomato Sauce”.

If you were to paint a picture of your childhood, what colors would you use?
Blue. Because I always wore blue, and my sister wore red matching outfits when we were growing up. And I had blue eyes, the only one out of a brown-eyed family. For some reason (which I only realized once I had a daughter myself), is that my mother never dressed me in hand-me-downs. My sister and I were always dressed in matching outfits of different colours. I would love to speak to my mother about it now, but it never occurred to me while she was alive.

Do you prefer a bath or shower?
Bath at night, shower in the morning.

Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up
Last week I got lost in the bush and found my way home. That is always good.
I’m looking forward to a cricket match in the Cricket World Cup tomorrow night right here in Sydney—South Africa vs Sri Lanka. And guess what? I have tickets! (And for those of you who watch baseball, I ain’t never seen a game of baseball, except those shown in Hollywood movies!)

Pop trivia: the South African flag (land of my birth) is sixth from the right in the image below, and the Australian flag (adopted home) is fifth from the left.

Thank you for reading!

illustration of Flags of participating countries of cricket 2015

Share Your World – 2015 Week #11

Oak Tree

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Places.”

I would be
Under a tree
So I can sit in it’s shadow
Listening to the song of the birds
And the wind as it whispers its
Silent secrets softly
To me

Desperation

Young beautiful woman with depression

at what point does one not give up?
at what point does one persevere?
because I am out of ideas
I am out of kind requests
the path is unclear
I do not know
which way I
should
go

True Love

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “I Want to Know What Love Is.”

True love is when you would give your life for someone else
As many parents would do for their offspring
Anything else is merely affection

Fatigue

Portrait Of An Old Dog

Tiredness seeps into my every pore
After a life of being lost and
Not knowing where to turn
I lie down and allow
My eyes to close