In A Time Gone By

Written for: Real Toads and  Blogadda WoW

Linking to:  Poetry Pantry #182

Real Toads prompt

What would it be like if we were stuck in (or have regressed to) the past? Write from the perspective of yourself or another person (real or imagined) who can’t seem to live in the present or look forward; someone who dwells in a supposedly more magnificent or rewarding past time, and behaves accordingly.

Blogadda WoW prompt
Your entry must contain a word in all its three degrees of comparison. For example: Good, Better, Best! or Great, Greater, Greatest!

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He looked magnificent

Lean and tall

Upon his chariot

I watched in awe

His bow and his arrows

He carried with grace

Strength of a warrior

But gentle of face

He seemed so familiar

Yet I knew him not

Who was this stranger?

With eyes tender and soft

Graceful and ethereal

He looked so Divine

Joyous he made me feel

Somehow I knew he was mine

Did he know that I watched him?

For suddenly he smiled

My senses he made them swim

As his eyes beheld mine

My garland of flowers 

Upon his neck looked so grand

His heart he empowered

Into my trembling hands

In a time long gone 

Was this love sweet and pure

A match made in Heaven

Through aeons it endures

Let me stay in that moment 

When his eyes beheld mine

And true love was unspoken

And hearts were entwined

For great is He, my love story
Greater than any in time
The greatest ever in glory
And supremely sublime

My take on Sita's view of Lord Rama

(And don't forget to read Lord Rama's view of Sita at She Looked Most Beautiful)


This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

and it got chosen as a WOW post

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The gift

Written for  Poetry Jam - Gifts   Verse First - Gifts and Blessings
Linking to   dVerse Open Link Night 126    Poetry Pantry 180 
                     Real Toads Open Link Monday

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The heart of gold you gave to me

A symbol from the blue

An angel handed it to me

In a dream I lived with you

Your soul you merged with mine through that

A message of your love

My body bathed in your enchanting glow

And peaceful like a dove

The heart of gold you gave to me

A symbol of our love

My heart is joined with yours you said

In an everlasting bond

~x~

This poem is based on an event that took place during one of my meditations recently. Feeling blessed.


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Bolt From The Blue

Written for:  Verse First   Poetry Jam

taken on the way to the farmer's market

A bolt from the blue that changes perspectives

The world suddenly seems like a different place

An ordinary scene looks amazingly attractive

Long reaching branches of green look like lace

Each curve of the lush rolling hillside held me captive

The river seemed peaceful and so full of grace

This masterpiece, astounding, sheer magic, and oh it put a smile on my face

~x~

Verse First
Writer's often assume they must be in a particular place, using specific tools, with just the write atmosphere to write. I challenge that. Today, do not allow yourself to follow you own ritual and routine. Go to a place where you've never before written. Then write.  One poem. 7 lines in length. Make it perfect. 

Poetry Jam
So what does the image of Lightning bring to your mind?


This morning I went to the farmers market as I do each Saturday. And during the drive there I watch the scene go by without any thought or appreciation, but today suddenly for a short moment in time (like a bolt of lightening from the blue), the usual, everyday, ordinary scenery looked amazingly beautiful.

And so I wrote this poem imagining I was in that car this morning - a virtual drive - Never written a poem during a virtual drive nor of the drive to the market!

How uncanny that both prompts today at Verse First and Poetry Jam fit in perfectly with this morning's sudden moment of wonder.


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The Love With Which It's Given

Written for:

Verse First - The Ordinary
Write about something quite ordinary. In the words of Natalie Goldberg, "Give homage to old coffee cups, sparrows, city buses, thin ham sandwiches."

Poetry Jam - The Last
Use any meaning of last, the final, the most recent, or keeping something going. I am sure there are some other uses of the word "last,"  so go where you will with it. And just for fun lets say it in 20 lines or less. 

my little mug given with love by my daughter on my birthday

My ordinary little mug

Sits on the kitchen bench

By my ordinary electric jug

Each morning I do clench

But ordinary this is not

With love to me it came

With love and care it was bought

A present with my name

Someday it will crack and break

Nothing lasts forever

But till then a special place it will take

And my thirst we'll quench together

And when it can't be used again

With sadness I'll let it go

But in my heart it will remain

For love just makes that so

Things don't last forever

That I know is certain

But what lasts and what we treasure

Is the love with which it's given

~x~

Also linking to:
Poetry Pantry #176   
GBE2 - Rhyme Time
dVerse Open Link Night #123


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Running with me

Written for:

The Write Tribe: 
Pick one of the provided quotes from Ernest Hemingway and write on that quote. The quote I've chosen is:

You can’t get away from yourself by moving from one place to another ~ from The Sun Also Rises

Poetry Jam:
Write about what you know for sure, what you don't know for sure, what you wish you knew for sure and use one of the provided quotes to write a poem. The quote I've chosen is:

If we cannot name our own, we are cut off at the root, our hold on our lives as fragile as seed in a wind

Verse First:

The body becomes the landscape

creation of Carl Warner

I can't get away from myself by moving from one place to another

My load I carry everywhere, that much I know
No matter where I run it's never going to be further
For with me I travel wherever I go

I don't know what you look like or from whence you came

But without you I would be lost, that much I know

What would my life be if your guidance you refrain

My life would be more ebb and less of the flow

Wherever I travel, I blend in with the landscape

For earth is my present home, that much I know

My travels with you, my soul, my life does reshape

And through my adventures you learn and you grow

I wish I knew the reason for this life's quest

But you know all lifetimes, that much I know

And each step that I take is a cause and effect

And of journeys you planned a long time ago.

~x~

This was a real challenge trying to combine all three prompts, but that I wanted to combine them was something I knew I needed to do - challenge myself a bit. I hope I managed to make some sense of what I wrote.

Linking to:
Poetry Pantry #175
dVerse Open Link Night #122

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I Cried Out

Written for:  Verse First    Poetry Jam    G-Man    WoW

Also linking to:  Poetry Pantry #164        dVerse Open Link Night #111

Verse First - I cried out
Write in the first person. Avoid cliches; eschew the ordinary. Surprise, inspire, educate, elucidate. That's it. 

Wow - Fun with Repetition
your entry has to have one sentence that is repeated at least thrice in your post. You cannot repeat the sentence consecutively.

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Why are you so elusive

I cried out, my beloved Lord

My soul it cannot truly live

Without your love and accord

I cannot find you anywhere

I cried out, my beloved Lord

My soul is weary with many a tear

My heart desolate and gored

Please hear my prayer 

I cried out, my beloved Lord

For you are my life, and breath and air

For aeons you I have adored

Let me hear your sweet flute

I cried out, my beloved Lord

For that's my guiding star, the route

That makes my spirit soar.

~x~

Poetry Jam - Vision  and  G-Man -Friday Flash 55

The vision of You
Is a sight to behold
A beautiful blue
And a halo of gold

I sat in awe
As she described You to me
My soul did soar
You set my spirit free

A moment Divine
Is now etched in my soul
I long for another sign
And your vision to hold.

~x~

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda. We give out themes for creative writing each weekend for Indian bloggers.

Update 30/10/2013 - My post was selected as a WoW post

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Writers are Lovers

Written for: Verse First and Poetry Jam
Linking to:  Poetry Pantry and dVerse Open Link Night

Verse First - Writers are Lovers
Choose one poet you adore and write a piece to honour or express that adoration. 
One of my favourite poets is Jalaludin Rumi. So my poem today is to honour this great poet. My blog headline is a quote by Rumi.

image source: wikipedia

Oh Rumi

Ardent student of Tabrizi

Your poems soothe the soul

Spiritual ecstasy

Divine intimacy

An ode to Spirit

Does truly uplift

Devotion to love

Peaceful like a dove

Heavenly mysticism

Entwined in Him

Spiritually liberating

Life exhilarating

Immortalised in verse

With heartfelt verve

Oh Rumi

Ardent student of Tabrizi

A gift for those who seek their soul

~x~

Poetry Jam - Steps

Life is a journey

Starts with one step

Easy or stormy

Like the flow and ebb

Each step that I take

I learn something new

Asleep or awake

Takes me closer to You

What will I take away?

When I stop my own tread

Savour each moment and day

Don't think too far ahead

Life is a journey

To feel and know

A gift not a tourney

Take steps to grow

 ~x~

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He Said, She Said and a Backward Twist

Written for:  Verse First  and  Poetry Jam
Linking to:   dVerse Open Link Night #117

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He said it didn't matter if he was there or here

As she was entrenched inside his soul whether far or near

She said even though she understood the spiritual concept

Earthly limits play a part in her feeling quite inept

He said he heard her every word, felt her love and care

Their souls were tightly intertwined, bonds unbreakable and rare

She said she didn't understand why they journey so apart

Although his thoughts do bring her peace they also break her heart

He said that when her time was up he would be waiting on that side

She said the purpose of her life she first had to abide.

~x~

She said the purpose of her life she first had to abide

He said that when her time was up he would be waiting on that side

Although his thoughts do bring her peace they also break her heart

She said she didn't understand why they journey so apart

Their souls were tightly intertwined, bonds unbreakable and rare

He said he heard her every word, felt her love and care

Earthly limits play a part in her feeling quite inept

She said even though she understood the spiritual concept

As she was entrenched inside his soul whether far or near

He said it didn't matter if he was there or here.

~x~

Verse First prompt

Poet and short story writer Grace Paley said, "It is the responsibility of writers to listen to gossip and pass it on. It is the way all storytellers learn about life."

Natalie Goldberg expounded on this idea by saying, "We should learn to talk, not with judgment, greed or envy, but with compassion, wonder and amazement."

Today you have some options. Write about gossip. Write about what happens when wagging tongues do harm. Or not. Write a poem of conversation. Or write about the growth potential when interactions are based on compassion, wonder and amazement. You choose.

Poetry Jam

Write a short poem, 12 lines or less, and then read it backward, from the bottom up. The lines aren't backward, just the order of the lines. Rewrite the poem backward, with the last line first and the first line last: a palindrome poem.

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October Connections

Written for:  Verse First  and  Poetry Jam

Linking to:   Poetry Pantry #169   dVerse Open Link Night #116

Verse First - Interconnected
 Natalie Goldberg once said, "We are all interwoven and create each other's universes... We don't live for ourselves; we are all interconnected."
You affect me. I affect you. One action begets a series of reactions, which expand the web of connectedness. Every action is a pebble in the pond, every reaction a ripple. And so it goes. Consider the vast truth of this and write about it.

Poetry Jam - October
Be inspired by the month of October. Share what October means to you.

image courtesy of markuso http://www.freedigitalphotos.net/

Oh what passion do you ignite

Like a bird soaring high my soul takes flight

A whisper a thought I feel in my heart

Though we are countless miles apart

An invisible connection we do share
An eternal bond so true and rare

Do I meet you in travels to spiritual lands

Do you feed my spirit to knowledge expand

You are the flame that beckons my soul

And only with you can I be whole

~x~

A time in October I came on this Earth

To meet you here, to share some mirth

But Destiny plays a cruel game

Doused your fire, put out the flame

Connections we share through space and time

Knowing you are mine is a feeling sublime

I reach for you through invisible veils

To guide the boat of my life for you are its sails

A time in October I might come again to this Earth

Can we journey here together in my next birth?

~x~

I wrote the first poem a long time ago and thought it fit the prompt.
October is a special month for me, the beginning of my life.

Just Past Centre Battles

Written for  Verse First    Poetry Jam    GBE2
Linking to    Poetry Pantry #168   dVerse Open Link Night #115

Verse First - Just past the centre
We are, now, just past September's center. Funny way to look at a span of time, from the center. But that is exactly what I want you to do. Look at something, anything really, from just past center. It could be your life, your kitchen table or even a task at hand. It could be your equilibrium, your goals, a relationship or... Whatever you choose, write a poem from the perspective of Just past center.

GBE2 - Imperfection

All things must balance

That's my belief

Life's like a dance

Unbalanced it's grief

Sometimes a new venture

Swings left, then right

Just past centre

No use being uptight

A little imperfection

Much easier to achieve

It's a matter of perception

And what you believe

All things must balance

The ride up and down

Life needs an easy stance

Smile, don't frown

~x~

Poetry Jam - Battles

Mind is a battlefield

Of earthly understanding

Heart is a vault unsealed

Of Divinity enchanting

Sometimes the mind wins

It's morality's tool

It keeps us from sins

And within earthly rules 

But the heart is blissful

It tolerates the mind

Its connection is universal

Invisible and kind

There's balance in life

When mind and heart agree

Then our journey is free of strife

And the spirit is free

Mind is a battlefield

Of earthly understanding

Heart is a vault unsealed

Of Divinity enchanting

~x~

Paying it forward
This week I feature Mary's Just past centre - loved her take on the prompt and it made me smile




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An Ode To Places

Written for:  Verse First   and  Poetry Jam


Verse First - The Places I Love
Consider the places you love and all that they mean to you. Say their names aloud. Listen to their rhythm. Embrace the emotions they evoke, and then write an ode to those wondrous locales.

author's image taken from my lounge

In this life there are places I've seen

Wondrous, beautiful and so serene

The hills and mountains spiritual and grand

Valleys and plains all across the land

Woods and forests quiet and mysterious

But explore with care for they can be nefarious

Rivers and streams and babbling brooks

Crags and cliffs and caves and nooks

Meadows of flowers, shores and the sea

Any place where my spirit is free

These are the places in this world that I love

Breathtaking, amazing, and those I'm in awe of

~x~

Poetry Jam - Lost

Reflect on something "lost" and write about it.  Or a time you were lost.  Or a way you were lost.  Or perhaps think about what you would like to be able to lose?

image sources - google images and wikipedia

I am lost in my dreams

Of places unseen

The ones that my soul longs for

Where the Gods walked the Earth

To teach us our worth

And karma, dharma and more

I am lost in my dreams

Of places unseen

Or somewhere before have explored?

In a time long gone by
That I see in my mind's eye
Perhaps lifetimes that I came in before.

~x~

dharma = right thought, right speech, right action, duty

How strange that I recently took part in a blog festival via my blog Someday Somewhere and my chosen theme was 7 journeys I would love to take. I was truly lost in my dreams those 7 days.

Featuring poems
One of the things I learned through that festival was that it gave me great joy to pay it forward by featuring posts so will be doing that in future on all my posts. So here is one that I absolutely loved: Helen's Lost Youth.




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Obsession and Steps

Written for:  Verse First   Poetry Jam

Verse First - Obsession
Make a list of obsessions - free flow for 15 minutes.  Select three obsessions from your list. Write a three-stanza poem, one stanza per obsession

Camera and Lord Ram images from google images

Oh camera, the medium of my precious memories

I am lost without your presence

For when those moments appear on my journeys

You are the one that captures their essence

Oh pretty dangly earrings that beatify

You sparkle as you swing

You never fail to catch my eye

Your loveliness makes me smile and sing

Oh Lord, you are my refuge and my joy

You are the melody of my soul

And when life falls apart or does annoy

Then Your love steps in and makes me whole

~x~

Poetry Jam - Steps
Wherever we go, whatever we do steps are always there. Just putting one foot in front of each other is taking a step forward. So this week think about and write about steps. Where would you like steps to take you? Do you make steps in your personal life? Do you follow others steps? Do you hate steps and the restrictions they can bring? 

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Let each step I take be ever mindful of Your presence

Let each step I take for another life make a difference

Let each step I take be always in the reflection of Your love

Let each step I take be guided by You from above

Let each step I take be Your work that I do

Let each step I take bring me closer to You

~x~

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The Paper and The Tree

Written for the following prompts:
Verse First - Edit to elevate
One Single Impression - Farewell
Linking to:
Poetry Pantry #163

Verse First - Edit to elevate

Write a poem about something exceedingly ordinary, something completely mundane. Edit it to elevate it. Turn it into art. Choose your words carefully, using only those conveying your specific intent. Remove everything that doesn't serve you well. 

So here's my poem for the prompt. Please leave your thoughts on my poem in the comments. Suggestions to make it better are welcome. Thanks.

The Paper

They say someday you'll be extinct

When paperless offices blossom

But you quietly smile and wink

Knowing these thoughts are like flotsam

It's environmentally friendly 

Call the techno advocates

Paper and tree look on bemusedly

While air and landscape deteriorate

It's not the paper that's at fault

It's man's lack of caring

Tree and paper exist not apart

But enjoy each other's sharing

If man made paper from dying tree

Instead of destroying younglings

Our precious world would be fresh and free

And a friendly place for earthlings.

The circle of life applies to all

Not selectively; that's man's misunderstanding

Nature doesn't make us fall

It's our careless thought and handling

~x~

OSI - Farewell

and The Tree

The dying tree bade farewell

To the little ones around it

Use me, to man it cried out aloud

For I'm the one unfit

Don't leave me here to rot in pain

Set my spirit free to your benefit

Spare my young ones, let them grow

Dear Lord, let man that permit

~x~

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Ode to Music

Written for Verse First - Difficulty
Linking to: Poetry Pantry #162

"More often than not in poetry I find difficulty to be gratuitous and show-offy and  camouflaging, experimental to a kind of insane degree--a difficulty which really ignores the possibility of having a sensible reader." Billy Collins

Your assignment should be clear. Write a poem, no more than three stanzas, that is completely free of "gratuitous, show-offy, camouflaging" text. 

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Music soothes my heart

It brings me peace

It relaxes my mind

So my troubles can release

Music makes my spirit dance

It makes me smile

It fills me with joy

So I can dream awhile

Music makes my soul soar

It inspires and lifts

It brings me closer to Him

So I can receive His blessings and gifts

~x~

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The Flower

Written for Verse First

This week's assignment: Read The Red Wheelbarrow, then write an eight line poem of your own whose simplicity is equally complex.

She held it delicately

the pretty pink flower

trying not to lose

tiny dewdrops

clinging to open petals

little transparent beads

touched by fingers

felt soft and wet

~x~

Also linking to:  Poetry Pantry #161   dVerse Open Link Night #108




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Close to the Source I Swoon.

Written for the following prompts:
One Single Impression - Swoon
The Verse First - Close to the source
Linking to: Poetry Pantry #160   dVerse Open Link Night #107


Verse First's - Close to the source:
Good writing takes the reader on location. Good writing doesn't "talk about," but emanates the warmth, light and life of the topic at hand.  A good poem feels vivid and visceral and close to the source. Today, become the experience. Write from the source. With detailed yet precise language, make us feel your meaning. 

So here is my attempt, please let me know if I achieved the goal above and let me know if there were any improvements I could make. Drop by and leave a comment with your thoughts. Thanks.

A haunting melody

Whispering through the forest mist

Tickling my senses

Like a magnet I am drawn

Earthy boots crunching on fallen leaves

Searching blindly for that sweet sound

Footsteps quickening 

Anticipation testing my patience

The gurgling sound of a rushing brook

Mesmerising sweet refrain, tantalizingly near

Feet running fast, heartbeats quickening

Eyes aching to behold that source

~x~

One Single Impression - Swoon

And having beheld that source ..

There you sit by the pretty gulmohar

Under the light of a silken moon

That mesmerising sweet refrain

My senses begin to swoon

Mind intoxicated by your presence

Heart a flutter dancing wildly

Senses swimming uncontrollably 

Eyes locked and loving blindly.

~x~

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The Lesson

Today I have the privilege of being the host for The Writers' Post blog hop and my chosen prompt is "The Lesson".

My belief is that we all arrive into this world into this life so our souls may learn and grow.

So life presents us with situations to learn the lessons we are here to learn. And the situations present themselves over and over again until the lesson is learned.

If we look back at our lives, we can see a pattern emerge and from that we can establish the lesson(s) we are meant to learn. Steve Jobs put this quite nicely as "looking back to join the dots".

If the lesson evades us I believe that we carry it through from life to life until eventually we conquer and move on.

Over the years I have realised that there are a few lessons I'm pretty sure my soul is here to learn. Perhaps my karma is intertwined into this.

One of these I am sure is forgiveness.  Looking back to "join up the dots", I can see so many situations where an opportunity to learn forgiveness was presented. And I have finally learned to let go of bitterness where events have occurred that have been hurtful or where I felt betrayed or wronged.

So here's a poem I wrote and stored away for that opportunity to share. 

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Oh forgiveness, you demanding friend

Through many journeys my soul you bend

A heavy load I carry through aeons

In life after life as queens or minions

My spirit is worn down and heavily chained

That elusive lesson from my mind refrained

A flash of light, a beautiful blue

A Divine intervention experienced by few

A message is handed in the kindest of ways

The mind is enlightened, dissolved is the haze

In anger I walked off, tired and weary

In proving my love was pure and worthy

I should've forgiven, looked into your heart

We may have journeyed together, instead of apart.

~

This poem is inspired by a past life reading that I had. It was one of the most amazing experiences I ever had. So truly the lesson of forgiveness I have carried over from a life a long long long long time ago. 

So what is The Lesson for you?

Fact or fiction, poetry or prose, take this prompt as you will and share The Lesson. Then link up with the linky below and please link back to my post.

I look forward to reading your lesson.


Also linking this post to: Poets United Poetry Pantry and dVerse

Appetite and Omniscience

The prompt this week at Verse First is Appetite.  But as I missed last week's prompt Omniscience I thought I would combine both

And also linking to One Single Impression - Fragile

image source: google images

A soothing melody

Invaded my daydream

Gently flowing

Like a singing stream

It teased my thoughts

It disturbed my reverie

It opened my eyes

It shook my lethargy

It came and went 

And it was haunting

I was captivated

It increased my longing

I closed my eyes

To capture its essence

It filled me with bliss

I felt His presence

Omniscient

All pervading

Love ineffable

Ever aiding

His Divine grace

Soothed my soul

My appetite insatiable

For His love and to extol

~x~

When we hear the beautiful strains of the Lord's bansuri (flute) we are blessed and yet we so easily forget His love and grace. His melody is everlasting, always enticing, yet we choose only to listen when we need something.

Our love for the Lord is so fragile

It waxes and wanes like the moon

But His love is steadfast without guile

Eternal, and ready to grant any boon

Also linking to dVerse Open Link Night #104

The Long and Short of it

The prompt this week at Verse First is The Long and Short of it:

say what you must in the quickest and simplest way possible.

and that means a haiku

Nature's fury photo from TV one news video

Mother Earth angry 

She's warning us to behave

Worst storm in decades

The storm was scary

Thundering winds lashing rain

Carnage everywhere

(see my post on my photo blog for more details - worst storm in 45 years hits Wellington with winds upto 200kmph)

Siblings and Birthdays

This year my brother and cousin celebrate a milestone birthday (60th) and as the prompt at GBE2 is Siblings I thought I would write about them.

To my brother

Great achievements all your life

A great role model for my children

Calm and collected during strife

When you speak we listen

To my cousin

You dedicate your life to help the needy

Educating children who cannot afford

Always happy to lend a hand readily

My faith in humanity you restored

My cousin runs a school for hearing impaired children from low socio economic backgrounds that provides them with free education. I have entered a writing challenge and if I win, I will donate the prize to her school.

Please visit my post at http://1hw.in/project100-a65-umwelt-by-suzy-q/

Your visit and comments may help me win and thereby help these children that otherwise would not have the means to have an education. A little goes a long way.

My sincere thanks to all.

And Happy Birthday A and B. All good wishes for the year ahead.

image by tiverylucky http://www.freedigitalphotos.net/

Update: Thanks Everyone who dropped by my Umwelt post. Unfortunately I didn't win, but here is the winning entry by Bhavya

Also linking to:
dVerse Open Link Night #101
Birthday prompt hosted by Bhavya for The Thursday Writers Post blog hop

Move

The prompt this week at Verse First is "Move" based on:

March on. Do not tarry. To go forward is to move toward perfection. March on, and fear not the thorns, or the sharp stones on life's path.

~ by Khalil Gibran

I came upon that forked road

And suddenly I stopped

I couldn't tell which one to take

From one to the other I hopped

The left looked better than the right

Until I stepped upon that path

And then on the other I saw a light

Drawn to it I was like a moth

Take the right no take the left

My mind cried out in glee

Created confusion all around

Like a boat tossed on a rocky sea

In the end it doesn't matter

Whichever one we walk

Each road it leads to our destiny

Move on, don't stop or baulk!

~x~

Life throws many wrinkles

Like forked roads in our way

It can be sweet like chocolate sprinkles

When boldly our fears we allay

Linking to: 

One Single Impression - Wrinkle