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We tramp along the fire-trail to see a water view;
The sand is damp from morning rain, and imprints of our shoes
Are stamping in beside the chequered tracks of cycle tyres
As Brett relates the names of trees and flowers we admire.
Ahead of all the others, Catherine strides for fitness’ sake,
Behind her we are chatting as we walk a slower pace,
The little child among us plays with his MacDonald’s toy;
We bring the city with us like a trundling horse of Troy.
Repeated fluted notes of hidden butcher-birds in song
Are drawing us to scan the treetop places they belong,
And there a pair of wanderers, two orange butterflies,
Are touching wing to wingtip as they bumble through the skies.
Horizons panoramic – hill to hill of living green,
And valleys dipped in liquid blue, are all that can be seen,
Except a mini-motor-boat that writes in straight white bands,
Except a distant model train that's smaller than my hands.
And then a misting rain begins to smudge the lines with grey,
And boats and trains and roads and homes in fog are blurred away.
We walk again between the trees; their leaves, our skins are pearled:
The gentle dew of innocence falls softly on the world.
Inspired by... Love
Love is the answer
By Michelle Morris
17/08/2025
Love is the answer
It is always the answer
Even when we forget
Even when we're confused
Look around you
Notice where the peace is missing
Notice where the communication is off
Notice where we live past each other
What we need is to connect
What we need is to delete ego
What we need is our humanity
What we need is grace and humility
More compassion and honesty
Kindness and empathy
Showing up authentically
Giving a hand where needed
Community rather than isolation
A smile instead of a frown
Patience instead of anger
Truly listening and understanding
Because we are all connected
We are all one in spirit
No matter the perceived differences
Our atoms are from the same source
So learn to love yourself
Learn to love others
Learn to be part of the greater good
For your soul knows love is everything
Love is the answer
It is always the answer
Love is our legacy
For our souls' eternal salvation
© Michelle Morris, 2025
Everything is still
Hushed
Inaudible
Silent
The trees could barely hear each others whisper
And the old man falls quickly in a downward slumber
Just one bird flying in the sky
Just one hope passing by
The heavens pregnant with gladness
Could not contain the clouds sadness
It spills hope of gloom in thin air
spilling showers far and near
peculiar
*****
Bizarre
I searched deeply to find my voice within
A solace voice that has been raging under my skin
I wanted to give them a piece of my mind
But prudence kept me intact
The voice kept shouting above my head
And the message that has been stifled for so long
Found the courage to break out chanting a victory song.
The dawn breaks soft upon the world,
A hush before the dawn, begins to stir—
Change comes not outward, but from deep within,
A flame rekindled, small and sure.
We cannot sculpt the souls of those we meet,
Nor force their dreams to blossom or to fade,
But we can shine, and in that gentle light,
Show them the beauty courage made.
Praising the labor of another’s hands,
We find our own grow steadier, more kind;
To lift another soul ascend,
And leave no lesser self behind.
Dream vast, and help another dream come true,
For empathy transcends the mortal fragile frame—
It passes through the air like morning dew,
And leaves no heart entirely the same.
No flag, no party, can divide the stars;
The soul is brighter when it loves to see.
Love yourself, and watch the world respond—
A mirror not turned inwardly, reflecting unity.
So lead by being gentle, firm, and free,
For in your change, the world can see,
At fifty seven your doing fine.
She is too sensitive, too soft,
She will not last an hour
I had no words, so I remained silent.
She has no experience, how can she do it?
Who will help her?
I decide it will be me, but keep this hidden.
The faerie ruler arrived on a Saturday.
She was fair of face, and light of heart.
I read her aura and liked her immediately.
She is selfless, honorable, respectable and kind.
She looks for the goodness in others.
And she gives everyone a multitude of chances.
I will help you with anything you need, I told her.
The naysayers marched off, angry.
Wishing I had been more like them.
i could talk more
you could express less
i could contribute more
you could give less
we are at our best in the center of our love
here is where we compromise the best
our friends have all aged quickly due to personal breakups
here we are still together by learning from their mistakes
we work everyday to make our longevity better than the day before
we must be doing something right because here we are in each others arms still
now we are the counselors and advisers sipping coffee, making faces,
and saying 'DAMN!' both aloud and to ourselves
our Full Circle has come a long way from hemisphere constipation
and to think, we loathed each other when we first met
then again, THAT was the Beginning Glue that held us together
all we did was Upgrade The Brand throughout the years,
and i will happily Upgrade To Heaven with you as you will the same with me.....
I suppose it shouldn't come as such a terrible shock,
That each of us is allotted just so many ticks O' the clock.
The gifts of time and talent used well are our responsibility,
So at the end of life's bourne we can prove accountability!
Like the Biblical parable of the talents, we are abundantly blessed,
With very special opportunities and abilities to invest.
Being faithful and pressing on with resolute devotion,
Will result in showers of laurels and well-deserved promotion!
'Tis well to take time to admire the roses along the way,
And to tell your loved ones that you love them every day.
For the rights and aspirations of others, take a firm stand,
And offer to needy and helpless folks a compassionate hand.
The sands of time flow inexorably thro' life's hour glass.
Woefully, time can't be reimbursed and doth so quickly pass.
Alas, many folks have lived a life of pitiful disarray,
Having squandered their time and God-given talent away.
That dormant talent you're loath to use for feats great or small,
Could be used to accomplish little, rather than nothing at all.
Good use of time and talent to Him 'twill be observant,
And He can say of you, "Well done my good and faithful servant!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
I wrote me a book
I wrote it all down
Every single word
That dressed me a clown
I charted me a map
I charted statements of fear
Every single action committed
Leading to the -X-, right here
~MY HEART~
Boom...BOOM, BOOM
I can hear the native drum, beat
Every sound, sending away
Creative energy running to defeat
.............Shr...ink...ing.....back
You can not be, they said
You are certainly not that
No one will even consider
YOU...on a PLAT...form
Saying a WORD of meaning
Such ideas are too high
For those as lowly as you
Give them to me
And I will take them for a ride
Doing more than others could do
....oh, I will mention your name
Today, my little thieves
It is time for you to retreat
Into caves and graves
I know WHO I AM
And my gift is free
With responsibility
To bring forth the gift LOVE gave
I will SPEAK TRUTH
Written by Trudy Schrader on 01-20-2024
Under street lamps where shadows play,
You danced on hearts as if they were clay.
Pogo’ing from man to man,
Now you’re lost in the sinking sand.
Whispers echo through the break room air,
Your name's a melody of shame and despair.
Thought you could fly high with your lies,
Now watch as your life crumbles and dies.
Boom boom boom boom, feel the base thrum,
This is what you get when the devil finally comes.
Boom boom bird brain, your mask falls away,
Face the music for all the men you’ve played.
Boom boom boom boom! This is what you reap
Time to pay for those evil deeds buried deep!
Boom boom bird brain, now it’s your time to bleed
The world turns cold when you are the one in need.
There's no one left in your empty room;
Just echoes of laughter that turn to gloom.
Thought you'd shine in a world of gold,
Power fades fast when the truth unfolds.
Feel the terror in each lonely cart roll—
A heart without home is a fractured soul.
You played with fire thinking you were safe
But flames have a way of leaving their trace.
Boom boom boom boom, hear the sound collide
This is what you get when there is nowhere to hide.
Boom boom bird brain, all glitz turned to rust
Now it's time to face every choice that was thrust.
Oh oh oh! Did it feel good? Did it thrill?
To tear down others just for cheap thrills?
With every high comes a low like this—
Karma’s got a rhythm and you won’t be missed!
Boom boom boom boom as your fortunes fade
This is what you get for every wrong crusade.
Boom boom bird brain with nowhere to flee
Look at yourself; can’t escape from me!
Boom boom doom doom—the clock’s ticking fast;
Finally all your evil deeds caught up at last!
Boom bam bang bang—You don’t have to agree:
What you do always comes back—soon you’ll see!
(Refrain fades out... boooom... boooom... boooom... )
Our time together wasn’t in stone
yet my daydreams surround it
and I try to understand what was
while you say it never happened
that your hand around mine
meant that there was a maybe
and that your lips sealing mine
could be our promise
and your words like a honey suckle
smooth and rich with compassion
I believed were whispered to me
sweet nothings in the dead of night
we were concealed by your power
no one gave us a glance
but in our solitude I knew
what you holding me really meant
and others can believe the lies
but if they were to look by our diguise
and see what is in your eyes
a love that’s left unsaid