Ties, Binding

Love is our true fate,
Given us for all goodness,
Aiding survival.


A child is a gift
Perfectly bestowed, teaching,
Lessons as we go.


We may not answer
All the questions rendered us,
But wisdom becomes


My son, Alex, and I out hiking.

Prompt:
Explore some relationship, dear to you, in a creative form. If shorts appeal, use haiku, tanka, or just limited lines.

Gratitude Today
I have a tribe.
My evening with Richard.
Good victuals.
Chocolate.
Hugs.

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Weary Wear

Understanding is
Difficult when all you feel
Is magnified pain;
Welcome to the fierce party
Where the fight is to be real, heal.
Put it all away
The problem and scalding tears
No illustration
Is necessary because
Everyone has scrabbled in
The concoction made
When one forgets to close those
Cabinet doors written of
In proper legend,
The lore of continued
Battles in ongoing war.
No one becomes the victor,
Only adept at disguise.
Screams of despair
Rise, rise into pallid skies
Pain never fades, stops,
But does not lie; it destroys
Equally all of the time.

Prompt: Create something quickly, which seems you took considerable time. Try to engage all your creativity in limited moments.

Gratitude Today
I was up to see Alex off.
I finished up the magazine pages with the others.
I took a nap.
Alex made it to Jacksonville safely.
I think I will complete this post in time.

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Errant Lines

It may change nothing
When I tell you, “I Love You,”
But my heart bleeds true.


When death takes someone
And shackles a living heart
To lingering loss
It is, and over-felt, cost,
Touching the ones left alive.


I am the swift ghost
Too quick for you to see past
The things you condone.


Why is it I want
The things I cannot obtain?
Life remains worthwhile.


You gave me passion,
A desire to chase after,
Love left unobtained.


You always turn up,
A memory I still keep,
Troubling my sleep.


Is the gift given
Something positively real,
Or something I feel.


My dear, I do give…
I wish I could somehow show
You all your meaning.


Whatever we did matters;
It taught us to create love
Everywhere, every way, now.


It is no cheap thing,
But an increasing need
In the real world: LOVE!


Sad songs, puppy dogs, and pictures,
To recall when you could not go on.
Yet here you are, and the memories
Are why you have the moment which
Provides all the happiness you never
Believed would be yours this time.


It is, forever shall it be, despite me.
I am a minnow in a vast lake
With no way to understand
Everything outside of me.
So many things try to swallow me.
Life is brief; love is never free.
My heart is a difficulty,
It encompasses everyone with me.


Hitch a ride over
Mountains, hang an anchor on
A star; be, you are.

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Today’s Prompt: Attempt some brief stream of consciousness works. Try to capture a feeling, encouragement, inspiration, or statement of the world as you see it.

Gratitude Today
Alex and I had lunch at Buffalo Wild Wings.
We hiked the trails at SCSP.
I took photos I like with my friendly little camera.
I wrote most of the above shorts in the middle of the morning/night.
I wore my “Be Your Own Muse” sweatshirt, which is one of my favorites.

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Enlist Bliss

What we never guess,
What we always hope to be,
Is reality
In a space and time believed –
Breathed by creativity.


Heart, mind, soul, spirit,
Joined within us together
With the greatest love,
We are the dauntless elements –
Whom God created for good.


Walking the sunshine
Feeling all that is clear, fair,
Like Heaven compares.

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Prompt:
Above there are tanka and a haiku. You know what to do. Write some for yourself and to share.

Gratitude Today:
I had an adequate amount of sleep.
I drank less soda.
Alex and I had SeaBreeze for lunch.
My phone came back after resetting itself a few times.
Life is, and I thank Jesus for it.

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Poems, Notes, Reaching Up

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A child grows beyond
The imagination of
A parent, success.

*******

Don’t blame the rain
For the renewed tears and pain,
It is the season.

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The song is a balm
Making this life bearable,
Keep the music on.

*******

If I held your heart
Would you let my love remain
Despite everything,
I am beset with fears, failures,
But my heart is true to you.

*******

Prompt: Create something or a series of things that are short but complete. There are no rules, except anything is acceptable. Do not try to be perfect; it is impossible; be talent on display.

Gratitude Today:
My package came, not where they claimed.
Journals
YouTube
Radical creative imagination
Devices and books

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