Endless Love

Inspired by Eugenia’s Weekly Prompt – Bouquet & Reena’s Exploration Challenge #199

With a simple, hand-picked bouquet of fragrant flowers, he walked confidently towards her. “This may only seem like a small gesture on my part. But may it reflect my deepest affection for you and allow me to express more about the strong connection we have that transcends time.” Bowing with respect and reverence, he offers her the colorful array of blossoms.

She accepts the flowers, lifting them to her nostrils to inhale the sweet fragrances.

“You came back. But we are meeting for the first time. How is this possible?”

“Would you care to watch the movie “Somewhere In Time?”

**For all you romantics out there, I highly recommend you watch this movie!

Reblog – Bright and Beautiful by Murray Robertson

Enjoy, love and thrive! 🙂

Murray Robertson (photography & poems)

      oh she is
   bright and
   beautiful.
      you should
see her smile

   what is 
      a man
supposed 
   to do?

   sunshine
   over her
shoulder,
   she glows
in backlit
      glory

   we have
   wandered
there before.
   every time
the garden's
      a changed
   thing.

red as any
   lipstick, 
      she glows
in backlit
   glory. 

   what is
      a man
supposed
   to do?

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Lucky Coincidences

I listened to Tweetu flutter angrily in his cage. My guess, he was experiencing a vicious case of “hanger.” This cold left me unable to function, leaving my poor birdy starving. 

I did try, but I became comatose. Tweetu died while I managed to survive. He’s buried under the tree in my backyard. I can’t deny his death left me sorrow-filled.

My whole body, even my womb, ached. Then, just like that, my wish came true. 

It took one bullet to finish me, a stray one meant for someone else. However, untimely, I was eager to reunite with my Tweetu.

Reblog – Love Felt by Penny Wilson

This love felt is magical.

Penny Wilson Writes

to know 
your heart skips a beat

to be 
the whisper 
on 
the tip of your tongue

I see the glimmer 
in your eyes 
and hear 
the catch 
in your breath

souls 
touching

this

this is
more than physical

this 
is love
felt

Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson

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There’s Nothing There

Redux

I Write Her

Untitled

I’m reaching out, engaging and scrutinizing;

skimming through to see you.

Holding you intently, purposefully and committed.

You seemed an open book.

The audio version of your story mesmerizing, your truth so bold.

Then I went beyond your notes and found blank pages.

They told a different story.

You ring hollow.

There’s nothing there.

I have to put this book down.

The efforts made to unravel the mystery, and

the chances taken diving right in brought me no pleasure.

I learned nothing.

Maybe another blank page can read you properly.

I won’t waste my time on an empty binding.

Not again.

When I’m ready to read again, I’m sure

I’ll find a better book to discover.

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Perpetual Pain

Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #190 – Insanity
&
Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Unforgotten

no one told me
the days of mourning
linger for years

those unforgotten bring us
more bitter than sweet memories
unexpectedly and forcefully

it rises up within us
tears well and overflow incessantly
this insanity of grief, tortuous

when you love hard
you hurt more
death really kills two people


The Roar Of Peace

my frazzled soul
lightens
       then leans 
into the beckoning of birdsong
drawing me in further

all my senses imbibe deeply
the multitude of earthtones
and various shades of green
the rapid flow of moisture
beguiling, mesmerizing 

the rush of the river
grounds my senses
replaces tension with ease
and fills every pore of me
with enchantment  

i am nourished...

Want to feel this calm? Listen HERE.