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The Mind Loves Wetting (Poetry, Love, Relationships, Wine)

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A Gift From The River (Poetry, Nature, Creative Writing, Art)
A Heart Not Taken (Poetry, Spirituality, Self Development, Art)
A Litany of Life (Journal, Poetry, Life Lessons, Relationships, Spirituality)
A Poet’s Journal (Journal, Poetry, Creative Writing)
A Question (Poetry, Nature, Plagiarism)
A Reflection on Righteous Anger (Article, Poetry, Racism)
A Season’s Prayer (Poetry, Life lessons, Spirituality, Christmas, Art)

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Can We Give Grace With Our Words? (Article, Inspiration, Awareness, Awakening, Feminism)

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Engaging With Medium When Lacking Time (Article, Self Improvement, Reading, Writing, Parenting)
Enigma (Poetry, Love, Relationships)

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Fortune Cookies For Aspiring And Experienced Poets (Article, Writing Tips, Poetry Writing)
4 Tactics That Helped Me Recover Spiritually After A Pregnancy Loss (Article, Grief, Infertility, Miscarriage, Spirituality, Women’s Health)
4 Ways To Elevate Your Poems (Article, Writing Tips, Poetry…


A poem for Christmas 2020 and New Year 2021

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Every heart pray we the same:

I extinguish hurt in flame
and bloom love in my name
now and ever a vow in frame.

I aim.

Thank you Suntonu and Melissa for the “Holiday Greetings Card” prompt.

The illustration and poem are inspired by the tropical flame tree found in my native country Tanzania. December is the month that these trees are in full blossom, giving a Christmassy feel. The strong red flowers and green leaves are the perfect combination for a natural Christmas tree and it is dubbed ‘Christmas tree’ by Tanzanians. …


Paper Poetry Prompt#4

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A heart not taken by love
is a road of possibilities.
This path of potentials
is where the soul walks
to converge with spirit.

Sometimes the emptiness
will seek the why to love.
Sometimes it will puddle
in a pond of hurtful past.
Sometimes dressed in care
blooms it to a wedding feast.

As you sit down weighed
in the journey of this life,
put away the bulldozers.
Fate is not on a clear path
so tell your potential heart,
“Walk where love lives or not.”

Thank you to Suntonu Bhadra for the fun space to contribute and Previous Prompt Champion Connie Song, for ‘The Road Not Takenprompt. …


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Poetry Sunday


Paper Poetry Prompt#2

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From abroad where a green tale
of leprechauns and a pot of gold,
a letter was written in neat scribble
conveying homesick and longing for
the sun, mangoes, and bustling chaos.

Sent to Dar es Salaam in Tanzania.

The envelope pitied her and deviated:
bring back rays of sun from Tasmania,
stop for mangoes in Brunei Darussalam,
and give her the chaos of return to sender.

Author’s note:

This is a true story of what happened to a letter I sent to my native country Tanzania while residing in Ireland.

Thank you to Suntonu Bhadra for the fun space to contribute and giving me the honor of Previous Prompt Champion, and of selecting the ‘Stampsprompt . …


Paper Poetry Prompt#2

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The most interesting thing about a postage stamp is the persistence with which it sticks to its job — Napoleon Hill

Stamp
adhesive paper
licked by mouth
of sender seeking confirmed
delivery.

Stamp
carries history
written on paper
through sender and carrier
cost.

Stamp
is payment
of earthly words
not destined for heaven
arrival.


Paper Poetry Prompt#2

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Poem 1: Patience


Poetry Sunday

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Real men don’t like flowers.
–A common misconception

I remember meeting my conquest Lily, seated royally
on his dining table than I was around him. Her greeting
trailed a musky fragrance.

He was neither a botanist nor a biologist. However,
the skill to arrange a bouquet was alarming perfect.
How?

One weekend, I sat down to watch how he seduced
shy peonies. A few hours later they opened up to him.
It was a spectacle of fragile pink purity.

Nobility of his hands tempted all sorts of flowery royalty.
They smiled back to the world through his eyes. …

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