Faithful friend stays near
Happy to sit on her lap
Shade trees bring cool breeze
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Oreo
Love
Smudged Reality
Falling in love
can blind us to true reality.
I jumped in headlong;
Mind clouded
with distorted expectations.
Imagination running wild
until I am told…
“You are not the one.”
Smack!
Our love becomes
a greasy smudge
on the window pane of my heart
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Today is Quadrille Monday at d’Verse. Mish asked us to write a Quadrille (of exactly 44 words) using the word Smudge! I thought about the smudge a dove left when she hit my window pane quite hard, and left her mark. I thought about the first time I fell in love and hit the window pane of life, just like the dove did to mine. An imprint one remembers for ever!
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Crossing Over (flash fiction)
The old man lay on his death bed waiting for his last breath. Only his wife of sixty years remained with him in this lonely hour.
“We have had a great life together,” Catherine whispered to him as his eyes opened and then closed.
The old man half smiled and tried to nod his head.
“I will miss you my dear, but your time has come to cross over.”
Catherine’s mind wandered as she contemplated his passing…
“Crucial to finding the way is this: there is no beginning or end.”
“As your soul becomes one with the universe, the thought of beginnings and endings will be no more. The spirit of creation will carry you into the joy of your existence; beyond all that you could ask or think!”
His breathing became more shallow. She held his hand, as John drew his last breath.
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Today at d’Verse, we are doing Prosery (flash fiction of exactly 144 words). Merril has chosen a line from Jo Harjo’s “A Map to the Next World.” The line must be included in our story.
The line is: “Crucial to finding the way is this: there is no beginning or end.”
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Young Love
Remember the days of young love
Excitement knowing no bounds
Charged thrill of being together
Your smile
Your skin soft to the touch
Fingers like an artist
Gently gliding like brushes filled with love
Filling my canvas with life and color
Remember the days of young love and laughter
Of waves crashing over us
Carrying us to shore
Resting only for a moment in the sand
Wading out to ride the next crest
Hoping this will be the big one
Now it’s time for the younger ones
Filled with the zest of life
To repeat the cycle of love that knows no bounds
Always looking for the next big wave
Painting their canvas with the color of Love
Photo; Dwight L. Roth
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Prayers
Prayers
Prayer is love sent by way of heaven
Encouraging those we love in their time of need
“Thoughts and prayers” is not just a cliché
It is a way of showing God’s love… sending virtual hugs
Hopefully bringing comfort and support
Letting them know they are truly loved
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Say it Now
‘This being human
is saying, “I love you!”
Before it’s too late…
Realizing that sharing
our love is being human
Today at d’Verse, Kim asked us to use a line from Rumi’ poem Guest House. We are to start out with, “This being human is…” and write a poem expressing what it means to be human.
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Lasting Wealth
Seek prosperity
above good relationships
Wealth flies out the window
Die alone without either
Serve others… be loved
Be remembered
for how you made them feel
That is true wealth
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Love and Anger
Love is the skin of the soul…
Anger is the shadow that follows you
And, in the dark of night it becomes you
Love is face to face welcomed reality
Anger is that dark distorted part
Hauntingly eerie and frightening
Love lights the way leaving no shadow
No need to look back and wonder…
What part is trailing along behind
Love is the skin of the soul
bringing life and light to everyone
Healing the heart
Wrapping us in the divinity
With which we were created
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Love Lives on
Valentine’s Day brings many mixed feelings for those who have lost loved ones this past year. Covid-19 took its toll around the world, and it wasn’t just older folks who succumbed to the virus. You might think losing the one you loved has left you empty; but love remains. I wrote this a couple of years ago, but I feel it is appropriate to post again this year.
They’re gone
but love’s not lost
Pain entangles in every bone
Love remains…
not in the devastating loss;
But in you.
Love comes from deep within;
Definitely not a superficial thing…
Rooted deep in your heart and soul
Loss brings manic feelings
rushing into scary dips
Love is rooted deeper
than whispers from the lips;
Yours alone to give or keep.
A treasure of the heart
does not come cheap.
Though one you loved is gone
your gift of love remains;
To share at will
should you choose again
to give away or keep
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Dedicated to all those who have lost loved ones this past year
A New Day Dawns
Crocus blooms today
Spring reminds us Love rises
Beauty shines brightly
*****
Above the fray of discord
A New President walks home
Photos taken today along my walk: Dwight L. Roth
