Surrounded By the Spice of Life

 

                    10/23/2023

A loving family that cherishes the universality of you.
An addenda are friends, who accept you as you are.
Seeing you as complete, not a cracked,cookie jar.

God is, to you, One, the Creator of life and Universe..
You do not live in Faux City, overcome by hopeless vanity.
You simply write to communicate the true you, to humanity.





Poem 4
“In My Own Voice’
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Elliott Avatar
February 3, 2024 at 10:10 AM
Another glowing gem from you, dear Pangie. A FAVE for sure. You always hit them out of the park. Keep your golden pen flowing with your always treasured thoughts. Blessings and xxox. ~
Romios Avatar
February 3, 2024 at 10:29 AM
Regina, thank you so vermuch. I really forget I have a minuscule of maguc in me..I do not mean that in conceited way.. but in terms of poetic expression, imagery and artistic expression, have much to learn and work on. Thank you, Pangie.xxxxx
Buhagiar Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 5:49 AM
So beautiful musings in your poem. Would that we were all friends in this world. Blessings.
Romios Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 10:03 AM
Impossible to be friends with all . Look at France! Pakistani men raping young ! I do mean young, French girls. Macron is fed up! Online, people can hurt us, too. I do not relish anyone calling me “Fascist.”if we do not like a poet, do not comment, right? In the world. People are mean, some are verynice. This is not heaven! Some, like you, are spiritual and peaceful. Even couples fight and divorce,…..we both grew up in a loving world, today, it has been overcome by fascism. Both the USA and Europe, invaded by immigrants, Love, Pangie xx
Jones Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 12:33 AM
I think one grows hopefully into embracing their authenticity. As we age and youthful scales fall from our eyes we see things in more if character than cookie cutter images of we are wise. This poem is a great tool in true self expression. May all who have it embrace and keep it. May all who seek need it find it.
Romios Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 10:33 AM
Aging does not bring authenticity. For some, yes, People are stuck in “positionally.” The would prefer being right, than open to new thought. There is total emptiness in being king of the hill.. I do not thinkI am wise! I never would have made it this far sans, great Leaders. No way, no how.. thank you for your generous and complete response. Love, Pangie
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