Reblog – LONGING FOR YOU by Charles Robert Lindholm

This piece is so alive with optimism, wishes, dreams, and hope! It reminds me that we should always keep listening with open ears and an open heart for what “can be.” Lovely post!

The Reluctant Poet

A FOOL LONGING FOR YOU
By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Am A Silly Person
I Think

Believing In Things
So Improbable
Yet Hoping
Beyond Hope
That They Shall
Become A Reality

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Shituation

20/20 doesn’t mean what it used to
hope was sucked out of our beings
drowning us in metaphorical waters
the despair vibrated in the gasps of the dying

can we recover…

politics, and the anger it fueled
climate change, and the natural disasters which ensued
sickness, and the devastation that followed
all of it ravaged the land, the body and the heart

i hope we can recover…

but there are stronger ones among us
survivors, come what may
we’ll need to lean on them
or forever lose our way

we can recover…

Thanks to my hubs for the title of this piece! I’d wanted to write one final piece about the year 2020 but hadn’t found what I would call an acceptable way to lead into it. Recently, while having a discussion, I misspoke trying to utter the word “situation.” Great discussion and a title was born!

Reblog – Everyday by Paul Vincent Cannon

This piece inspires more than just hope, that gusto is within reach even though the times would tell us otherwise. Shortly before posting, a distraction from Facebook had me reading this sentiment…

“At the present time, I long only to sleep. I am sick of humanity.” by A. Camus

While Paul’s poem is certainly one of hope and optimism, a desire to experience, having both thoughts present in our beings seems to highlight the oddity that is 2020. We want for both and vacillate in between the two haphazardly it seems.

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RDP Friday – Breathe

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Photo: livestrong.com

“Something in us is telling us we’re moving too fast, at a pace dictated by machines rather than anything human, and that unless we take conscious measures, we’ll permanently be out of breath.”  Pico Iyer

Everyday

Everyday at waking hoping,
longing for an
uprising of integrity,
a coup of love,
a kindness rebellion,
a riot of charity,
to overwhelm my senses,
and wash me with such gratitude,
that even now
I might breathe again
as I once did
long ago.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com.

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Hope

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Inspired by Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Transition, VJ’s Weekly Challenge #110 – Smell &
Sadje’s What do you see #44

like winter to spring
i can smell the transition
to new beginnings

my joyful anticipation
making me erupt
in a spontaneous dance

the water spraying
in an exulting expression
delighting in my future

…the hereafter looks promising

#Whatdoyousee

Reblog – Today by Christine Bialczak for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt “Night meets Day” August 17, 2020

This piece is so inspirational and filled with hope! It clearly shows us the metaphors for the downside of living being countered with the possibility of better things in the new day. I just loved this optimism!

Stine Writing

Written for: https://amanpan.com/2020/08/17/eugis-weekly-prompt-night-meets-day-august-17-2020/

Today

Night meets day
where dark meets light
where laughter meets tears
where today meets every tomorrow.

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

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Realistic

Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #149 – Optimism

hope, confidence and optimism
will go as far
as we allow it

some see nothing
but miracles occurring
all around them

some find it hard
to reach for any positive
in their situations

and then there are those
who understand
life is about acceptance

Kritika Maheshwari

Hope

Lift that chin which dropped in love
Past hard time was best but tough
Heart is not an object, humans are dove
A full of hope Sky is always above

Dream Stream

Hand me the now empty glass
Want to pour in new dreams
While drunk on the past ones
I realize I have been sailing on a stream

Now a Beast

that purity of your soul
shouts like a mistaken beast
which not one can comprehend
but take themselves as your feast

that purity of your soul
knows the mind games they played
pampering you enough to beast up
until the monster they created is displayed

~~~

Kritika blogs at Undressed Thoughts. She has been writing since a year now and has one of her poems, ‘Red Nose’ published at Spillwords Press. Her blog consists of quotes, prose, short stories, artwork, photography and poetry.

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