In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Oasis.”
When the world becomes too much
And my shoulders feel too sore
I find a quiet spot snd sit alone
Until strength is found to carry on some more
I will be on retreat for the next four days (no internet access)
Will be back on Monday
Wishing you all the best till then.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “For Posterity.”
Remember me
With a smile on my face
For posterity
Feeling loved and happy
Love me
Through all my struggles and despair
Remember me
For my faith and hope and vulnerability
Forgive me
For when I disappoint
And I will remember you
I will forgive you too
And I will love you with all my heart
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Daring Do.”
I’m in the water
Watching my son as he would
Dive in, swim back and dive in again
When very gently my face is turned
To my little girl who is under
I see arms bands on the side
And a daughter far from me
Touched by an angel of love
By grace I could reach her in time
For my baby girl to breathe again
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Be the Change.”
I would like my blog to make a change
To encourage, touch or resonate
In this dark world where all is lost
Where somewhere there may be hope in need
For I have learnt and am learning still
The power of words and how much they have
Words create worlds, and I hope to touch
To somehow build and not destroy
For I have been so low, not knowing what to do
How to escape this agony?
That walks around with me each day
Steals the smile from my heart and face
Dark times so dark no light is seen
In midst of nights, and in sunlight
I wrote The Light, and formed a blog
To help me move towards the light
“When all around is dark
And all you know is night
Feel the hope within
And move towards the light”
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “New Skin.”
If I could choose
To be anyone, anywhere
I would choose
To be a politician
With charisma, charm and grace
Diplomacy, tact and fortitude
So I could round up the leaders
To lead and direct
The global change required
To heal the planet we live on
So there will still be
A world we can rejoice in
*the more I read
the more I see
the more my heart bleeds
for this planet we live on
soon there will be no return*
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Happy Happy Joy Joy.”
I cry often am not scared
Of the emotional ride
Travelled on every day
Not often are there happy tears
But when hearing sweet angel
Sing my own words back to me
A river of joy, river of love
Flowed uninvited, unrestrained
I embrace those joyful tears
Accept any flows of pain
For tears of life remind again
Of life and that we live
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “All Grown Up.”
When I was the age of twenty two
I packed my bags and bid farewell
Kissed my father on the cheek
And thanked him for all he had done for me
I moved out of house
I moved out of home
To a tiny apartment
With a colleague to share
On my very first shop
I bought some milk, coffee and tea
And felt as grown up
As one could be
My love for you is
Timeless
Ageless
Written in the Earth
I love you
Now
Forever
And for all Time
My First Ever Post
(October 2013)
(Apart from The Light –
Which is now the first poem in my book)
Reworked for the Daily Prompt
https://movingtowardsthelight.com/2013/10/13/heart-in-the-sand/
I am away until the 3rd January.
My posts will be limited during this time. Will participate in the Daily Prompt on my return.
Wishing all my readers the very best.
Regards,
Vonita.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Tight Corner.”
I spoke myself into a corner
When I spoke the words I should not say
And while I waited for the paint to dry
I wrote poetry and wished the day away
I spoke myself into a corner but yesterday
Or was it husband who spoke himself into his
When I admitted the cycling feats of my BFF
Cycling feats I could never hope to achieve
Well, impressed was he
And when I saw how impressed he was
A very unimpressed was I
While we waited for the paint to dry
We let each other be
Until sorry was said
And it wasn’t going to be me
Poems and Petals 