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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)

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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…


Poetry Sunday

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Should you wish to seek me again

and bestow onto the land of my heart
amorous drinks to fill up my well
unseen in hidden aridity of desires;

and flood this land of my heart with
waves of lusty seas and arousing salts
until the boats topple with satisfaction;

and mechanics of love left astonished
by the suction touch on my lost heart
as my land opens up to your torrents;

I will be here again waiting for you.

Gloria is a prolific author of children’s stories inspired mostly by nature. She is also a multi-published poet and her poetry has appeared in various literary magazines and journals including featured four times by National/Global Poetry Writing Month (Na/GloPoWriMo). You can find her books here.


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. …


Poetry Sunday

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Heaven on earth is a fleet in yellow
a remedy for a toddler’s crying fit
whose distress needs a vehicle treat
performing live a building show.

Clueless searching the neighborhood
surely a building site is not a rare find
teeth chattering a cue to return inside
before warming to a sudden excitement.

Diggaaa theeere
Ekvetaaa theeere
Uldozaaa theeere.

An audience of a building show
I am a beginner in need of a briefing
and my teacher gives it in squealing
as I attempt to catch up on YouTube.

Gloria is a prolific author of children’s stories inspired mostly by nature. She is also a multi-published poet and her poetry has appeared in various literary magazines and journals including featured four times by National/Global Poetry Writing Month (Na/GloPoWriMo). You can find her books here.


Poetry Sunday

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Tanzanian goat meat pilau rice (pilau mbuzi) prepared and photographed by author

We come seeking
how to be fluffy
and perfect like
grains of basmati.

Minds overwashed
and hearts sogged
in the cleansing of
our human husks.

We watch in hopes
of recipe creations
and instructions on
how we cook best.

Some of us
need winnowing.
Some of us
don’t wash well.

We watch in awe
others’ pageantry
in coconut milk
or exotic spices.

How is it that one
doesn’t burn easily?
Did you see that one
popping in hot oil?

When will we learn
that we are a field
of different grains
and packaging?

Gloria is a prolific author of children’s stories inspired mostly by nature. She is also a multi-published poet and her poetry has appeared in various literary magazines and journals including featured four times by National/Global Poetry Writing Month (Na/GloPoWriMo). You can find her books here.


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. …


Paper Poetry Prompt#1 on Papyrus

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The paper is the river awaiting
what the land cannot fathom,
honesty of life in all flowing;
and we as writers bring pebbles
and nothing more from the muse.

When we begin to cheat and
squander the honour of words
for rewards and other trophies,
the paper sinks by wetness of
greed to meet and tally numbers.

And the weeds by the Nile weep
for yet another loss of channel
where gods dwell with the living
in ships scribing waves to verses.

This gift from the river is honour
of serving hope and love to all.
A reason it never was a boat
the same is for not sailing words
that need a repair from the heart. …

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