I came with stars and bangles --
you set me in a corner.
I sang sweet lyrics, -- your dog
did not approve. We kissed,
our imitation – The doorbell rang
and we both leaped to answer.
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When I add water to the birdbath each morning, lots of bees show up to take drinks while birds approvingly tweeting. The little colorful love-birds are the bravest, flapping around me while in my connected process. Water, birds, bees, dogs, fleas...somehow it all works out for the best when each does its small part.
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Ambition without empathy is merely a vehicle driving toward a destination where no one wants to meet you.
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True silence is the architect of character, for it is in the absence of external validation that we finally meet the person we are when no one is watching.
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When you meet an Ogre Gruff, they may live a life that’s tough. Give then benefit of the doubt, that’s what kindness is all about.
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"The rain can kiss you sweetly. The rain can beat on you. Yes, even the rain can sing you a lovely lullaby to sleep."
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Love is like a song: sweet and lasting.
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My feet are bleeding
on this rocky path
I have chosen for myself,
so my lips are curled upwards.
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“Amid the pyres of the tonsured, I tend the teeth of unbending truth;
and the soul, stirred by such immutable witness, trembles awake to that which abides eternal.”
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“The heart is made not whole by that which it receiveth,
Nor by the soft laudation of the fleeting world;
Desire must perish, ere aught of keeping leaveth,
For that which is still entreated anon is hurled.”
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I write in the Chiaroscuro between tenderness and truth, following the glow that rises where shadow meets light. My voice lives in that threshold, where sweetness deepens into ache and honesty becomes its own kind of illumination.
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Why would God laugh at the boldness of brazen duplicity?
inspired by Psalm 2 - Reason A. Poteet
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A spellbinding story interrupts reality
sweetening it’s bitter coffee.
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So much of what we taste in life is bittersweet ... I'm not surprised when we crave the cake and candy too.
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You don't have to meet other's expectations. But you must live up to your own.
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'Coins tossed into a wishing well; no match for prayer, God's citadel.'
Reason A. Poteet
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And you're back out on the street
And you're trying to remember, oh
How do you start it over?
You don't know if you can............
You never thought you'd be alone
This far down the line-The Eagles (band)
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Once you are grounded in love, all other girls are mere fleeting specks of dust. Because you desire or longed them no more but just wipe it off like a dust at shoe.
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In engineering, the details have teeth.
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Don’t propose to a woman when she’s sitting down or keeping quiet. Let her walk and talk. Do you like her legs? Do you like her teeth? Can you take her to the gatherings? Does she have the voice to talk to others?
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When she entered church, God greeted her first.
-about my mom
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For those whose eyes see nothing else but difference in skin colour, kindly digest this ? I have black skin, no doubt, but my teeth and eyeballs are white. This means that I am not totally black. I have seen so many white people with black hair. This means that they are not totally white. It’s all like an exchange of gifts. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
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Marriages fail because they are either taken too seriously or taken for granted. They should be taken rather like coffee – not too cold and not too hot. If too bitter, should be sweetened a little with sugar. If too dark, should be lightened a little with milk. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
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When your psycho never meets your logical it's a problem.
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Hypocrisy is when you cry for the world but ignore your brother fallen at your feet.
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Do not be angry with the dormant friends you have on Facebook and on social media who do not LIKE or comment on your statuses and pictures, and do not congratulate you on your birthday. See them just as the regular passengers you meet every morning on the train and bus on your way to work, and with whom you do not exchange greetings ? the only thing you share being just passengers on board the same train and bus. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
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Where laughter and stories meet, the soul remembers how to shine.
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It’s like buying a classic car that’s clocked half a million miles. Still polished, sounds sweet when you start it up, but push it too hard and the engine just can’t take the strain. Looks might still turn heads, but under the bonnet, the wear and tear tells a different story.
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"What worthy upshot holds in store
is integrity which counts for more." Reason A. Poteet
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"God’s spirit puts my thought on pause; Wishing does no justice to His cause; but obedience wins His applause." by Reason A. Poteet
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