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Wordless Wednesday

Velcro 19 2017

It’s too hot, let me be

June 2017

Yeah the humidity is a killer..

we have no energy..

and here I was

thinking it was only me!

 

Chop Suey Tuesday

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With the goings on in the world today, I’m never sure what will greet me when I first listen to the news after a lovely night of sleep.

I first wrote this little poem back in the fall of 2007, I made a few changes, to share it with you now…. have fun, let your imagination flow.

How eerie the night

when everyone looks for a fright

carved pumpkin heads

leer with evil delight

their eyes bleary and red

their lopsided grin

sends a chill from within

children cheer with delight

when ghosts go bump in the night

So tuck yourself in

don’t let the news of the day,

scare your good sense away.

Once upon a time, October came once a year

Now it seems, every day is one the speaks of fear.

Really, let’s think on this, do we want to live this way

I pray each day, that our friendships

will flow and grow

till each and every one of us

in reaching out, will overtake

the negativity spread by “others”

and put pumpkins back on the table

 in tasty pies that we will gladly share

with everyone, for they will be filled with

 thanksgiving, love. friendship and appreciation,

stock ingredients of  our every day.

Blessings.

 

PL Precept # 11  Always be with God.

Q

 

 

Egg Roll Tuesday

do egg rolls count as calories

only if you admit to having one

what if they are baked

and not fried

really .. would it still be an egg roll

OK, I will go back out to the garden

pretend we never had

this conversation

you decide

I say

no egg roll,

no calorie

but then, what do I know…

so YOU know

they are homemade

a calorie, will never hide

there is no lying

the real you

will always know

whether you admit to it

or not

Q

bake for 30 minutes

 

Chance inspiration…

prince edward 2011 sand banks

 off in the distance

 silence beckons

if by chance

you are nearby

your spirit hears the call

and no matter

where you are

no matter the day or night

you are blessed

with a vision that goes

beyond

into eternity

Q

 

This poem/prose was inspired by  Milford Street, blog

For more on Chris and his photography, please, visit his site.

 

Have a wonderful day!       Oyashikiri

 

Underwater

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Under the sea

are colourful bumble bees

how can that be

in art, the mind is free

to express all that it can “see”

PL Precept #1   Life is Art

All in life is possible,

when we believe

and trust in “God” to live in peace

World Peace is Everything!

Q

Oyashikiri

original mixed media by Q (Dymoon)

Thursday Doors – NH

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knock …knock…

you can knock all you want

but you can’t come in…

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so you found me

you can look but you can’t see

Someone was here before you

you need only look to find the clue

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shuttered and closed, I may be

but still I leave you with history

you can see it, just by looking at me

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I can be found anywhere

you need only dare

to look beyond the main streets

please believe that I still live and breathe

behind the door, you will see my core

the memory of another time

still lives within the walls behind the door

my floors still wear the marks of what was,

in the many years before, I am waiting

please, don’t stare, come in… and close the door.

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Thursday Doors 4.20.17

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Another time, another place

lazy days, quieter times

where television news didn’t rule the day

where children played in innocence

in country lanes or on tree-lined streets

off the towns central core

of country store, drugstore, and maybe a diner or two

with a small town community center

and of course the church

where friends and neighbours

gather Sundays to pray.

Today on Thursday Doors I searched for this picture, that I might have shown you before.  It inspired me then, and it does now.. because my friend, I want to slow down, we are not slowing down before we act.  We are seeing this in the upheaval in the world around us.
We celebrate the past, and the soldiers who died for a cause.  Yet on the next page is a story of aggression and violence.

People move to the country to get away from “city” living, and then they want the “city” comforts to be built around them,  Where once the quiet town enjoy a peaceful surround.  They discover that where once the dairy farm had been, a big box store was going in.  The lovely little glen and babbling brook that ran behind the farmer’s home, was being paved over for a parking lot

Doors are opportunities. They open to new discoveries, or close to hide or forget the past. Doors are symbolic, doors are not a decoration, they serve a purpose.  This door, to me, is symbolic of another time, a reminder that yes, we can go forward, and we can progress, but look how well maintained this door is.  It may be plain, but it serves, and it is respected, someone has lovingly kept this building maintained.

Let us look after our selves, we do maintenance on our cars and homes regularly  to keep them tip top.   It is time to make sure that we maintain balance in our lives too. Spiritual healing, is imperative, put love back in our lives, not lust, but LOVE

PL Precept 14  World Peace is Everything

PL Precept # 20 Live maintaining equilibrium between mind and matter.

Oyashikiri

 

 

 

 

 

 

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