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1. The lights have stayed on with very little flicker. 2. The rain let up enough, the dogs and I did not get too severely soaked on their walks. 3. Pens – indeed, I advised you, I am a fan of all things PEN! 4. My brand of Chicken Cooked Pasta. 5. I am doing well with curbing my diet soda habit.
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Pardon my use of the word enemies; until recently, I had believed myself without the degree of hostility fostered toward me that warrants the use of that term, but I now conclude there are some persons and organizations who so qualify.
Following is the first page of my journal for the year 2023. The anger I explore in the poem was and is toward Wookie, my dog, who upset me almost further than my grip on my emotions could sustain. I happily inform you that the beast is alive and well.
I hope you proceed into this promising New Year with peace and joy. We have much for which to be thankful over the past year, and we can meet 2023 with positivity. New blessings and greater abundance await us if we will but welcome them into our lives.
I am confident that we can go forward in good spirits, knowing improvement may greet us if we avail ourselves of the wonder of Love and live within its grace.
1. My life is blessed. 2. I have a home that affords me shelter and some comfort. 3. There is adequate food in my domicile that starvation is now averted. 4. The dogs are company and caring toward me. 5. I love my life and am content at this point, for God holds me in His tremendous Love.
PROMPT: Start your year with something that expresses where you stand at this juncture. Use any media or mixture thereof that appeals to you. If you wish, share your work as I have done here.
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You wanted me once, It was already too late You were walking out The door on your way elsewhere Falling for somebody else. I always wanted You from the first, beginning, Like a childhood crush Way, way overdone, too much; Love, still falling into you. Now, so far away Living, we are avoiding Any chance to see One another because, here, Love holds us close together. Keep on, keeping on Apart from being with me Go on; you stay free By this late date, you might find My heart has left you behind. I have to remind Myself, I am doing fine On my own – alone This love just a memory Never a reality. Still, keep yourself there Stay away now; only fair, Because ah, perhaps I could be somehow convinced You have a place for me, us.
Nobody needs another broken-hearted love poem, dangling on, like yesterday. It’s what all the best people say, anyway. However, I have enough love left over to keep writing these things, forever.
So forgive me again, for this time, when the night could not keep me in check, I wrote it. Whatever did you expect? No, you know better; you should see the letters. Together, no never, but love unrequited, it is remarkable as a dream, in deep Winter, of Spring bringing its breezes.
While most were sleeping my creativity came out to play. I will share some of the proceeds here…
Terran tanka
Today with much more To carry has many thoughts It may share with us Beyond yesterday’s blurred clouds Pregnant with memory’s tears.
Prodigious Prompts
1. If you described your attitude this month, what tree would you be?
2. We lose parts of ourselves to situations and people regularly. If you could return one quality lost last week, what would you regain? What present attribute would you sacrifice for it?
3. No one told you there was a meeting. What do you wish you had left at home today?
4. For the next two weeks, one primary or secondary color throughout your life will be replaced with newsprint gray. What color are you comfortable giving away?
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