Indifference -poem

Indifference

I am an empty hand,
Reaching helplessly to hold another.

I am the sand tossed by the sea,
Nothing and bare naked.

He was my rock,
Torn by his apathy.

 

Written for: https://helenevaillant.com/2018/10/30/what-do-you-see-oct-30-2018/

Prompt for this week:

mermaid on the sea Helene's Photo

 

3.2.1. Quote Me

I’d like to thank Winnie (https://dailygrindofastayathomemom.wordpress.com/2018/11/19/3-2-1-quote-me/) for choosing me to participate in this challenge.

And here are my favorite quotes about truth

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And i leave you all with my simple verse on truth..

 

We maybe blindsided sometimes

But we know what lies beneath our hearts

That’s only love

And it is true.

 

The rule says select three more awesome bloggers to join, but i thought there a lot of awesome bloggers  so guys if you want to join feel free.

The Edge -poem

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The Edge
Have you ever stood
on the edge
of a cliff?
of a building?

Then you thought
“what if I jump”?
Did you ever think
that you would jump?
I did.
Many times.
And for that many times
I knew i would never jump.
Because for that many times
You were there standing beside me
On the edge.

 

Written for: arousedblog.wordpress.com/2018/10/27/friday-foto-fun-the-edge/

Enchanter-poem

Enchanter

I say a little prayer
For you my dear.

I hum a silent chant
My wish, please grant.

I desire you with all my heart
Even when we are apart.

But if my chance you don’t know
I can make your life high and low.

So want me back, please do
Or i’ll be wherever you go.

I am an enchanter
A great lover.

A fun verse written for: What do you See? Oct/23/2018

OCTOBER 23, 2018/HÉLÈNE VAILLANT

Prompt for this week:

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The Time Keeper -Mitch Albom

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” WE DO NOT REALIZE THE SOUND THE WORLD MAKES  – UNLESS, OF COURSE IT COMES TO STOP. THEN, WHEN IT STARTS, IT SOUNDS LIKE AN ORCHESTRA” -Mitch Albom, The Time Keeper

The Timekeeper is a novel written by Mitch Albom, one of my favorite authors. Here he tells the story of the inventor of the world’s first clock who was punished for wanting and for trying to measure God’s greatest gifts. As punishment he was banished to a cave for so long and that from there he is forced to listen to voices of all who came after him seeking more days, more years

This novel will help us reconsider our own notions of time, how we spend and how precious it truly is and this,  for me has been and will alwaya be how I view time.

 

Written for:

Friday Foto Fun – TIME

What does your concept of TIME look like?

Gone -poem

Gone

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The sun is up today
so i gleefuly  say
“this espresso i am having
is soothing and warming”.

I bet it’s from the blue mountain of Jamaica, Columbia, Guatamela or Java
it has a golden colored crema on top
and that robust flavor made me snap.

I felt a sweet lingering after taste
so i snag another cup in haste
**ensaymada is what i am having it with
“soft and delicate; buttery and grilled”.

Its a sunny day today
as I take a sip, grab a bite and say
“Dad, it’s been really a long while
you’re way too gone but i miss you still”.
Note:

In memory of my father who have gone ahead of us to heaven.

**Ensaymada is a pastry product from Mallorca. It is a common cuisine eaten in most former Castilian territories in Latin America and the Philippines.