MoodBoard

last night I received a job to do
a job I’ve never done before
I had to choose some images
and place them not just randomly

but in their place to make a theme
write a story with no words at all
allow the colors to speak for me –
not something I can do quite easily

(for my life has always been around
numbers, logic, not much creativity
for one day job I have ever known –
the only profession I have filled

has been back-end, getting code to run
connect to banks, and test and fix
look up data and read it back
VXML my speciality)

now a mood board must I create
and where to even start?
so I chose images to choose my words
and speak my story instead of me

there is nature, there is light
there is style, there is life
there is a butterfly and trees
two pins for victory (not double loser pins like we’ve seen before)

And to form a theme, simplicity
building blocks to make a frame
to tie it all together, orange for Passion
not forgetting a few books for Poetry!

What do ya think, is it a pass?
Or should I do another one?

#movingtowardsthelight
#passionthroughpoetry
#beinspired
#viva

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Images from Pinterest: Passion through Poetry MoonBoard here

Bunny Tale

My daughter wrote a story
About a bunny feeling sad
He longed to be at a party
Was excluded from the crowd
Another bunny empathized
With bunny feeling sad
He felt his pain of being
Discarded, left alone
So kindness overtook
And bunny number two
Invited him to go along
To join in with the fun
So bunny was included
He was not left alone
He went along and at the end
His feelings were all glad

The End

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Style Advice

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Not for Thee.”

Heels and color
Lifechanging advice suggested to me
To be rid of all the blacks and browns
All those greys and cremes
To infuse splashes of color
Into my wardrobe and life
Adding a bit of style
Accenting flair and finesse
So I did, and now I do
But I would not be sharing
That advice to the others in my home
Because my husband is six foot four
I would not want him in heels
Neither my son for that matter
And my daughter is only eight
She can wear flats while she waits
For her own style to arrive!

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Thanking Y’all

Every day I read so many
Posts of others that do inspire
I wish, and then I wish some more
That I could write as others do

But as each fingerprint and face
Would reflect the owner’s space
Every blog and every poem –
All the writing and words

Reveal a light behind each form
So not always always knowing
Some author’s faces or names
Even the lands they are from

There is alway a light
Shining forth from the page
Casting a glow
Inspiring the world

And I am blessed
And I feel glad
For what we can give
And what we can share

Giving, receiving
Writing together
Standing together
Thanking y’all!

xo

Taking the opportunity to enjoy a few
Of the writings of mine, a talent I have
Been enjoying for only a few months at most
Not even a year, each word, each thought has been
A comfort to heal, and with a touch of humility
I would like to say thank you to all those who have
Supported, for every like, for every follow, for
Every kind word encouraging, helping me to find
My feet, in a world so dark, drowning, not knowing
Where to escape, how to flee, and my writing has been
Helping me to breathe once more

xx

12. Flower Form
11. Passionate Purple
10. Purple’s Sister
9. Purple Snow (More Purple)
8. Nature’s Purple (Even More!)
7. Painted Butterfly
6. Comfort Food
5. My Grandfather
4. Magical World
3. Mirror Image
2. Sexy Poetry

And My Favorite!

Just Like Honey!

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Before I go:
Favorite Youtube included in School Song

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And Finally!

Special thanks to others below
That stayed with me
Long after I walked away
To get on with my day

Because Passion
https://hortusclosus.wordpress.com/2014/11/19/passion/

Because Dreaming
http://roxistclair.com/2014/11/16/dream-catcher/

Because Thanking
http://oaplascencia.wordpress.com/2014/11/27/thank-you-for-the-love/

Because Freedom
http://quotidianrevisions.wordpress.com/2014/11/21/there-are-no-strings-on-me/

Take a Bow!

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http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_writing_challenge/countdown/

Captured Dream

This morning when I went to sleep
Past midnight once again
I had a dream so real for me
Coming back so vividly

Allow me to type
So I can capture my dream
Before it vaporizes
And is taken from me

I dreamt of my mother
How she entered my room
She was on a bicycle
Geared up and ready to go

(All those weekly photo challenges
Of wheels and bicycles converging –
Gate crashing my dream)
First time my mother on a bicycle I’ve seen

Knock at the door
And friends waiting to go
Spend some time with my mother
And have themselves a day of fun

I was an onlooker at this little game
My mother acting strangely
Not like my mother would at all
She leaned over to give me a hug

I turned myself away, I’m sorry
No hugs coming your way
Give me back my mother, not one acting so strange
Tell me, where is my mother?

Where has she gone?

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Happy December!

Glitter and gold
Reflect the season once more
Of joy and delight
Goodwill to man

Happy Holidays!

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Slivers of Blue

Converging beams break
The sails held together
Revealing sky blue

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http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/converge/

Bicycle

Woven fiber united in rigid form translates into motion

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http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/converge/

Writing a Better Me

Southern Hemisphere Lovin’ Gal
Springtime celebrated every year
This September brought a fresh Summertime Dose
Of turmoil, agony and despair

Not knowing what to do, and where to go
How to get rid of this darkness within
I looked to the sun, and saw brightness and light
I looked within, and felt courage and life

So many words flowing forth from my heart
I started to write, I started to type
And every day ever since
I have written, I have typed

Words arising, healing, flowing
Understanding a little more of my soul within
Therapeuting, growing, empathising
Passionating my way to be a better me –

In the depths of despair I held out my arms
And was gently lifted from the dark well surrounds
To a higher, brighter, sun-drenched place
Of life, and light, and safety

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Find a Better Me here: If Tomorrow comes

Photography from the collection of Ali McGill Photography

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/winning-streak/

Last Words

I am at peace with the world
I am at peace with me
I am at peace

Thank you for my beating heart
Thank you for my life
Thank you

If this my last night shall be
Let me live it
Joyfully

Spare one last night to breathe in
All the pure goodness
Surrounding me

I have lived, I have loved
I have fought
I am

Grant one last wish of mine I plead
That my written words should be
My testimony

And if I should not make it through the night
Know that I am at peace, I am at rest
There are no words left in me

Selah

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Inspired by the music and lyrics of OAPlascencia – Thank You (For The Love)

Photography from the collection of Ali McGill Photography

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/under-the-snow/