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She Bends like a Reed – #poetry

03 Thursday Dec 2020

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She bends like a reed, in a summer breeze

Caught in the balance, arms stretched, with ease

Hair flowing gently, as her head tilts awry

The look on her face, says she set her sights high

She is able to move, with such elegant grace

While the look in his eyes, is the only trace

Of a love, so possessive, he wants her, his own

Yet, she wants no part, so he leaves, quite alone

For he knows it’s not him, and it will never be

She is tied to no man, the dance sets her free.

 

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Just Me and the Universe – #poetry of #escape

06 Tuesday Oct 2020

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I’ll float, far away
Into clouds of unknown
Settled sweetly in this basket
I now call my home
Heading for the crescent
Lighting the sky
A place in the heavens
Tis where I shall fly.

My balloon, it mimics
The likes of a fish
One made of jelly
Upon which I wish
To travel to places
I’ve not been before
Clipping the mountain tops
Over the shore.

Skirting the lands
I’ll make my escape
With the wind in my hair
And the night, taking shape
Just me and the universe
Stretching our wings
Flying, free as a bird
With naught anchoring.

 

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Honoring Our Veterans 2019 – #VeteransDay

11 Monday Nov 2019

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Today, in the United States of America, we celebrate Veterans Day. A day to honor the men and women who have fought in war, and fought for our freedoms, so that we may live as a free nation. Originally named Armistice Day, Congress changed the name in June 1954. In 1971, Veterans Day was moved to the fourth Monday in October, but was later moved back to November 11 beginning in 1978.

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“On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918, an armistice, or temporary cessation of hostilities, was declared between the Allied nations and Germany in the First World War, then known as “the Great War.” Commemorated as Armistice Day beginning the following year, November 11th became a legal federal holiday in the United States in 1938. In the aftermath of World War II and the Korean War, Armistice Day became Veterans Day, a holiday dedicated to American veterans of all wars.”1

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Veterans Day is not to be confused with Memorial Day. Memorial Day is the day we honor those who have made the ultimate sacrifice, who laid down their lives so that American’s could be free, free to choose, free to vote, free to live life.

We are and ever shall remain

“One Nation Under God, Indivisible, With Liberty and Justice for All.”

The next time you see a veteran, shake his or her hand, put your hand over your heart, just say Thank You. You don’t have to support war, but we do have to support our fellow Americans.

Thank you, to all the men and women of our military, here and away from home. My heart goes out to you and your families. I stand proud of my country because of you.

1. Source: http://www.history.com/topics/history-of-veterans-day

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The Calm and the Storm ~ A Story – #creativewriting

15 Monday Apr 2019

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I wrote this during a thunderstorm and some wicked weather in NJ. The thing is, I really wrote about me.  Lately my life has been a storm, but I am finally finding the calm…


After midnight, the sounds of the house change. The only thing I hear is coming from outside. The patter of rain against the window and an occasional thunder clap disturbs the silence. I drink it all in, because this is what I love, the calm and the storm, together. The wind is whipping, making the attic fan cover flap. It’s as if someone is knocking to come inside, to get out of the storm, but not me, no, not me.

I want to be out in the rain, letting it soak me, letting it wash away the pain and the sorrow, the tears that join with it, unseen, but felt, like a burning against the cool of the subtle drops. My thirst is quenched, my soul at peace, my being, more understanding, of the power instilled in the heavens, I sigh. A deep and cleansing breath, the air in my lungs escaping into the night, as one with the wind. Thoughts, no longer nagging, weighing me down, are taken and dispelled into the night.

Flashes of light illuminate the darkness in which I stand, drawing me closer, relieving the doubts. I am finally sated, knowing in the darkest night or the harrowing storm, I will always be drawn to the light.

 

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Freedom Soars – #poetry – #AprilWriting – #NaPoWriMo

15 Monday Apr 2019

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The freedom to soar

Over the waves, on the wind

Like a bald eagle

 

April Writing Prompts – The founder of freedom – Day 15/30

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Photo by Rich Proctor – Used with Permission.  Please visit Rich’s Facebook page for more of these incredibly beautiful birds!