The science for true kindness is quite clear,
An act of kindness is more than just dear,
Good medicine for all, both far and near.
Smile at a stranger and say something kind;
It’s more than just changing a heart and mind,
You too will feel better, this you will find.
It lowers cortisol and blood pressure too;
Kindness does great things for me and you,
Increase your own mental health, it is true.
We can reduce stress and build self-esteem,
Giver and receiver living the dream,
Step right up and join the kindness team.
Where liveth preen for empathy
Drew ragged,
Poor sawbones perscribed
"where in pain warrants lithe deformities"
Swimming,
Loathed from the east
Collared,
Hung dry,
Pruned by the sweat of a racing night
When in dawn's bleached seamstress
Sought a grim vow
Erelong in catapult
Where'n torrents clothed spare
Credences in cold eyes of maggots
A cruel indifference,
In polar tear.
Eye contact that releases “Sweet Hello”
And as many times “Sweeter Cheerio”,
Budding love sung with optical stereo
The kick started by A Romeo.
Eye Contact that says “Nice to Know you”
Though I’ve yet to be told “who”
Wires of love spark in her eyes,
Speedy request for his names wise
A longing to have her number
His first call to be sure a Bomber!
Eye contact praying for the others E-mail
And this goal achieving without fail
Plus the Spellbinder's residential address
One’s first visit in adorable dress.
But suggest I won’t eye contact
By Adam and Eve disdaining Tact;
Mine happened to have been a rushed pact
That Lord God and Christ lacked…
To soon a relationship enter
With libido at its center;
A love affair start having,
With a precious lot waiving…
Chiefly, knickers, dropping on the floor
Just beside a hurriedly slammed door!
Hold me until the moon releases all her blueprint sphering love
take me to the stars where light is warm and fitted like a glove
bring me to safety on the shores of your passion inside a cove
made for two, draw me to your arms of cinnamon and clove;
Life is but a breath of love the ultimate action of good will by man
nature is our kingdom and we are the Adam Eve's of God's big plan
pluck me an apple from the bite of your desire leave me whole,
like the wholesome sun of a morning full of sunlight rays extol;
Love me with all of your heart or not at all for I am ready to moor
capable and able to fly to you and be your everything and more
hold me until the moon shines blue, upon the golden hue of you
take me to the stars that shine and bathe me in your light anew.
Kua Cun the price,
Sleeping while she breaths
Slavish grips of “love”
On a “valen” day.
All along allays,
All the thoughts of birth,
And her love enrolls,
With the child make king.
Not the world can stop,
All the feelings now;
For this back is bound,
On this bed of clay.
Time away but all,
Lust called love compels
Till the arrow struck,
And from now tis sure
That a mother made,
and a life begins.
Except nature ceases,
To produce a fruit
Which this lust compels.
Cause the deed is done .
Woman releases balloons of hope
A young woman
walks in a park
on a sunny spring day
carrying 25 red balloons
each red balloon
contains the name of those
that recently died
in the corona virus pandemic
she is releasing the balloons
hoping they would
rise to heaven
with a request for God
to hear her prayers
End this pandemic
End the death and destruction
release us from the corona pandemic
the woman releases the balloons
and slowly walks back to her house
to prepare to attend yet another funeral
as the pandemic swirls all around her
creative talents unleashed prompt
Depression is oppression.
It's a deadly hidden message
Defined by self-hate.
It seals its prisoner's fate.
It holds you captive and throws out the key.
It stabs and jabs just to see you bleed,
Inflicting wounds that scar for life.
Destruction is its mother and death its wife.
You can cry, but it will always ignore your screams.
It terrorizes your soul and haunts your dreams.
It sends you false hope through a bottle or pill.
It destroys your goals and inflicts its will.
You can't run, nor can you hide.
By its rules you will abide
Until it celebrates that you have died.
Open your eyes, or you will be its prey.
It will blur your vision in the most twisted way.
It will seek your destruction and call for your head.
You will lie and wait but never rest in your bed.
Peace will come to those who want peace,
But as long as you feed him, you will see the beast.
You can't run, nor can you hide,
But if you conquer the beast, you will survive.
Prayer and hope can lead the way.
Cling on to every word you pray.
Hope is in truth.
Hate is in lies.
Pray for your soul and open your eyes.
rocks crush my mountain
mountains release my spirit
sticks light tranquil fire
Written By: Laura Loo
Date Written: February 10, 2016
***The word "fire" can be used as one or two syllables, I have chosen to use it as one syllable***
An apricot sun slowly rises
Against steel gray dark clouds
The damp coolness penetrates blooms
Ready to open proud
The star magnolia's pink blossoms
Long to release pollen
Into the spring air to mingle
With daffodil's blooms swollen
The yellow of a few stray buds
That forsythia gold
Reveals the starkness of the bark
A winter's gray behold
Unfinished
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