Today #Haiku 230

Well I'm back after a short holiday (and hiatus from blogging) and noticing 2018 is nearly done. Years seem to roll by, and I think there will be a few intentions being set for the coming year.  But not just yet. In the meantime, my haiku/senryu for this week. All of us exist. Yet who … Continue reading Today #Haiku 230

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Resolution #Haiku 226

A resolution To past questions, to engage A conversation. ~ FlorenceT   This haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #226. This week's prompt words are question and resolve. If you are interested in participating, go to RonovanWrites and check out his weekly challenge published every Monday - it comes with "how-to" if you are new to … Continue reading Resolution #Haiku 226

Struck #Haiku 224

Struck by her beauty Now I yearn for redemption Hunger no longer. ~ FlorenceT   This haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #225. This week's prompt words are hunger and strike. If you are interested in participating, go to RonovanWrites and check out his weekly challenge published every Monday - it comes with "how-to" if you … Continue reading Struck #Haiku 224

Renaissance #Haiku 224

Enlightenment calls Art and beauty, science and faith, True worthy compass. ~ FlorenceT   This haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #224. This week's prompt words are art and compass. If you are interested in participating, go to RonovanWrites and check out his weekly challenge published every Monday - it comes with "how-to" if you are … Continue reading Renaissance #Haiku 224

Before he was a man

I remember a little boy, precocious and mischievous. I can’t quite remember his facial features, but I do remember my feelings of him. Sometimes exasperation, often a challenge because I saw an intelligence and perhaps the need for guidance, understanding and kindness. He was 6 or 7 years old then, and I was in my … Continue reading Before he was a man

Post-truth, a word

Post-truth Word of the year as Oxford Dictionaries pronounces, Era of emotions and subjective beliefs Death knell to objectivity and facts, Sensationalism, you say? Or time for the personal to triumph? Emotions, relations and transgressions rule, where once ‘truths’ of a tribe - dominant culture, norms and traditions - prevail.   Whose truth must we … Continue reading Post-truth, a word

Moment of truth

In that moment of truth I faltered, lost for words Rare for someone who uses words To persuade and entice; I am certain I said plenty But none that was in my heart Love, joy, a coming home That I could not express. But this moment was extraordinary You owned every word You graciously gave … Continue reading Moment of truth

Relationships are about stories

  Relationships are about stories, not truth. Alone, as individuals, we each have our own personal mythologies, the stories we tell in order to make sense of ourselves to ourselves.  That generally works fine as long as we stay sane and single but the minute you enter an intimate relationship with another person there is … Continue reading Relationships are about stories

Alone and being

To be open to creativity, one needs the capacity for constructive use of solitude. One must overcome the fear of being alone.         Rollo May Let’s face it, to be alone triggers undesired thoughts to surface then, there is nowhere to hide, little to distract us from our doubts. There are days when keeping busy is … Continue reading Alone and being

Underneath your clothes

  Many individuals have, like uncut diamonds, shining qualities beneath a rough exterior.             Juvenal Who is the person underneath the clothes, the costume each of us wear in our daily life?    Have you ever wondered?  I have.  At first, at the woman sitting alone in the cafe in her unfashionable clothes; or the man … Continue reading Underneath your clothes

Love and beauty

Synchronicity, that's what I think it is, that I am noticing of late these amazing 'stuff' on love and beauty.  I would like to share a couple that resonated with me. Love - 4 letters,one syllable - such a short word and yet so complex.  Quoting from a BrainPickings article, Vincent Van Gogh extolled: "Love … Continue reading Love and beauty

My Desires: My Letter of Confession . . . to . . .

I have to reblog this…because frankly, I wish I was the one who had written it 🙂
The soulful expression of desire…

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I am a simple man. What I desire is obvious to anyone that wishes to discover.

What do I desire? I desire to be stimulated, mind over matter. Turn my mind on and you have me forever. Only . . . turn my body on and have me for a few hours. I want to belong forever to . . .

What do I desire? I desire physical pleasure; a touch from love, a hand in mine that sends electricity through my body, a caress of my cheek that makes my body melt, a tender kiss that makes my body alive. I live because of . . .

What do I desire? I desire friendship far more than relationship. A friend understands, cares, is there, is honest, fights for you and with you if you are deserving of either. A friendship wants to be and does not have to be…

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There is a place in you that you must keep inviolate

“There is a place in you that you must keep inviolate, you must keep it pristine clean, so that nobody has the right to curse you, treat you badly, nobody… ‘cos maybe that is the place you go to when you meet God… say ‘no’ when it’s no, say so, back it up because that … Continue reading There is a place in you that you must keep inviolate