Touching

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I Write Her

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A baby’s laugh, innocence reminding us to not have a care in the world.

Lovers slipping hands down the small of a partner’s back, a signal of longing.

A mother or father’s pat on the child’s shoulder, encouraging good achievements.

Friends arms are reaching out for hugs, closing in on their bubble of like.

A person reveals an intense sadness; good fortune rewards them a comforting human.

Individuals are caressing themselves, indulging their passions.

A band-aid smoothed over the cut of a toddler learning to walk, expressing care.

Exquisitely arranged music enters our beings, a feeling of buoyant perfection.

Strangers are saying profound, meaningful words connecting with
other minds, unleashing inspiration.

We spend much of our lives positively in touch – physically, emotionally
and yes, even mentally.

It’s vital.

Always remember to touch each other.

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Simple Complexity

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I Write Her

I’m new, fresh and a blank slate in every experience I live.

You come along and make me feel.
Youbeing every lifeconnecting to my world.
Cross my path, and I become ripe for an adventure.

It’s random or intentional.
It’s welcome. Truly appreciated.

Change comes out of discussion, influence, suggestion, disappointment, care, and investment.
Life gets richer from experiences changing us. We’re molded out of intensity or subtleness in every episode.

Youcontribute to the ever-updating version of me.
The variance in my thoughts ready to encounter the subsequent experience.

Life seems elaborate and intricate while I focus on how to become coherent.
My complexity deepens while the definitions of myself are simplifying.

How could I be otherwise?

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Reblog – Let me by Lexa Lubanga

This piece filled with love, nurture, support, and empathy certainly is something to aspire to be for others. Would that we all possessed that. Our world would be a better place for it.

Lexa lubanga

Let me,
Be the fire within.

Let merry,
Be the way to be.

Let me,
Be the one,
To colour all that is left unwanted inside of you.

Let me,
be the last shinning star you ever want to gaze at,
and draw wishes closer to your lips from your heart,

Let me,
be your light.
Let me.

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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 – Ecdysis by Frank Solanki

I love, love, love his piece!!! Perfect title for the process of evolving into who we want to become. My hat’s off to Frank! 🙂 Enjoy!

Frank Solanki

Every book that I read
Every movie that I see
Every song that I hear
I let it change me

Every person that I meet
Every event that I partake
Every emotion that I feel
I let it change me

Like a snake
Shedding its skin
Only to cover itself
With a new one
To let go
Of the parasites
To reach
A new stage of growth

Every step that I take
Every choice that I make
Every breath that I take
I let it change me

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There’s A Staunch In The Air

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it’s hard to make room
for understanding
when the “right” position
is so deeply entrenched
in a firmly held belief

shocking the systems
of reasonable people
empathy takes a back seat
when the “right” position
is belligerently defended

fear of change
lack of compassion
rooted and shackled in tradition
all causing a blind following
of choosing the “right” position

… may they learn how to shift when necessary

Variety

uniqueness and individuality
seeking diversity of all levels
creates a richness of experience

inherent within our race
millions of differences
sets us apart from uniformity or sameness

society and cultures breed monotony
intent on stifling variation
don’t settle for the mundane or the dull

Juneteenth 2020

a celebration to end slavery
and yet
the shackles remained
white hearts in fear
with attitudes of evil

jim crow laws
lynchings
no coloreds allowed, whites only
separate but equal
mass incarceration
systemic racism
police brutality

four hundred years as kept
one hundred fifty years lied to
is 2020 the year a promise realized
freedom a reality for the minority
so cruelly enslaved in various ways
will prejudices finally be put aside

will we finally be humane?