With a smile in my heart…

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What does it feel to be abandoned?
Alright, not so dramatic.
I am merely learning to let go
And with a smile in my heart;
Never the “she’s my baby” thing
Never the “but she needs her mama” either
Never the “the world’s a dangerous place” fear,
Except to trust
– That I have done my job sufficiently well
So her beautiful mind has taken notice
Of necessary caution and vigilance
To make up for her not-so-vast experience,
– That I have given enough warnings
And posed relevant questions
Not so much as to scare her into timidity
Instead to give her the courage that comes with knowledge
And the wherewithal to handle emergencies;
As she hangs with her friends in an unfamiliar city
I am close enough, but not too close
For the world can be dangerous, but
It is foremost an exciting and welcoming place
In which she must fully establish herself one day;
And thus she takes small steps towards a future
From which I cannot protect her
Nor is there a desire to
For I will have done my best to equip her
To take the risks she must to thrive
To live nobly and audaciously
To love valiantly
To laugh boldly, in the face of all that will come.
~ FlorenceT

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Future #Haiku Challenge 165 @RonovanWrites

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RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 165 with prompt words – Late, Holiday

 

 

 

oh, do not come late
frivolity sand sunshine
holiday, it waits.
~ FlorenceT

 

 

 

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Hope remains #Haiku Challenge 162 @RonovanWrites

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RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 162 with prompt words – Hope, Stay

 

 

 what remains this day
storm battered and rain assailed
hope still unsurpassed.
~ FlorenceT

 

 

 

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A new dawn #writephoto

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In response to this photo prompt at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo:

 

Here is my contribution:

Insignificance
this human life –
atop a mountain
heralding victory
then the looming chill of
the shadow of the next,
but look to the sun
though casting shadows
its rays of warmth

always following;
The indomitable
human spirit –
at day’s end
wind swept and drenched,
rises to greet
a new dawn.

~ FlorenceT

 

 

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I lay to rest #writephoto

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So it is
I lay to rest
amidst the green and
nature’s arms,
to reignite the love
once had but now
dimmed in concrete
jungle of greed and
despair, temporary
haven from the cries
of need and wants;
I now lay weary
to the call of peace
and my heart’s grace.
~ FlorenceT

 

This is a response to this photo prompt at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo:

 

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Renewal and inspired, by whom?

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I crept into the back of the Hall as the speaker began. I had made sure I would be a little late so everyone was seated and facing the stage at the front. I didn’t want her to see me, not quite sure what that reception was to be – pleasure, anger, embarrassment…

This was not my usual type of occasion, as if I had a type. A little ill at ease possibly from the nature of the proceedings and the fact she was unaware of my presence (and wanted to keep it so), I scanned the audience hoping to catch a glimpse of her. No such luck. It was not easy to spot her amidst the hundreds in attendance.

After a couple of minutes, I noticed myself settling into my seat; a certain calmness overtook me. There was hardly any talking, instead music flowed through the hall. There was a sense of solemnity and also relief of what was to come. The restlessness I expected was absent. For what seemed a long time, I allowed myself to be transported to times of old, when this gathering was familiar and comforting. To be drawn to the sounds and sights, to nostalgia. What had happened in the intervening years? Do I no longer trust or believe? Was it easier not to? Dare I again?

Then I saw her rise and walked to the stage. Instinctively I slunk lower into my seat. The last thing I wanted was to distract her should she see me then, especially when she would not have time to digest the fact of my presence. Looking composed contrary to what I knew she must be feeling, she began. A silence filled the room as every person seemed to focus on her, mesmerised by the timbre in her voice and the magical way she appeared to have commanded our attention. I saw people craning their neck to catch a glimpse of the owner of the soulful voice.

She was the closing vocal performance at the Easter Chapel Service. At a tender age, she had stepped up and held her ground. Fearless and unabashed.

And I was brought back to times when I had been in her shoes, and am inspired.

Life is ever changing, always full of interesting challenges. I see them and, like her, I will be fearless and unabashed in claiming my ground.

 

what is belief
when the world does not
must we see
must we touch
is there proof
do we feel
the spirit moving
the senses alight
of love, peace and grace
is that proof
of man’s science
or of faith
in the divine.

 

For those who celebrate Easter, I wish you a time of rebirth and renewal. Happy Easter!

~ FlorenceT

 

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There is magic

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Looking out
into the grey mountain skies
remembering where I’ve been
wondering where the road will lead;
There is magic
in the shimmering rain that falls
in the light peering through
the future remains.

~ FlorenceT

 

I am not my mistakes,
But God knows, I’ve made a few. 
I started to question the angels,
And the answer they gave was you. 

I cannot promise there won’t be sadness,
I wish I could take it from you. 
But you’ll find the courage to face the madness,
And sing it because it’s true. 

I love my life
I am powerful, I am beautiful, I am free
I love my life, 
I am wonderful, I am magical, I am me,
I love my life.

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Bloom #Haiku Challenge 142 @RonovanWrites

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RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 142 with prompt words – Spring, Fresh

For my benefit (when I declared I was too busy and had yet to write for this challenge) and what a privilege, a haiku from the beautiful S.  Yep, she messaged it to me and instructed “there will be no capitalisation” on the haiku 🙂

 

feel a soft spring breeze

the light touch so fresh and warm

as we bloom and grow

~ SMTD

 

 

 

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Changing times #Haiku Challenge 1@RonovanWrites

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RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 141 with prompt words – Breeze, Blow

Age old breeze of time

Sweeping debris, unceasing

Change is ever, more.

~ FlorenceT

In gratitude of the present. These are the days…

 

~ FlorenceT

 

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Pleasures #Haiku Challenge 134 @RonovanWrites

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RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 134 with prompt words – Blow, Please

lips-cherry

As you please, I will

Bow before the pleasures felt

Till fear blows away.

~ FlorenceT

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