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LONGING

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 LONGING

 

I long to return where my heart’s song began

The quaint city by the ocean I once knew so well

How I long to play along her sugar white shore

Swim in her ocean as deep and as blue as my longing

I long to jump up and down amidst her ocean floor with it’s scattered sea shells that tumble and stumble, all the while, tickling the tips of my toes

Crash about in her ocean waves as if I were a discarded cork, bobbing freely, just me…

 

 

©2011  Angela C. Soelzer Ragosa

 

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I’ve been… A Poem

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I’ve been young

I’ve been old

I’ve been weak

I’ve been bold

I’ve been rich

I’ve been poor

I’ve known what it’s like

To want so much more

I’ve lived out my days

And been up all nights

Yet, I’ve learned to fight the fight

I’ve been weak

I’ve been strong

I’ve walked a crooked path

For far too long

I’ve been grounded

I have fled

I’ve been alive

I’ve been dead

I’ve been generous

And I’ve been kind

I’ve been reckless

And fallen behind

I’ve been high

I’ve been low

And through it all

This much I know

Today, my feet are planted firmly on the ground.

 

Angela C. Ragosa

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No excuse

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Get your creative juices flowing…

photo: Getty Images

No excuse

by Samantha Reynolds

Don’t tell me
you are not inspired.

That is no excuse.

Creativity doesn’t land;
it is earned.

So wrench your eyelids open
cackle at the keyboard
stomp your feet

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There’s No Such Thing As An Uneventful Day…

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“Not one day in anyone’s life is an uneventful day, no day without profound meaning, no matter how dull and boring it might seem, no matter whether you are a seamstress or a queen, a shoeshine boy, or a movie star, a renowned philosopher or a Down’s-syndrome child. Because in every day of your life, there are opportunities to perform little kin

dnesses for others, both by conscious acts of will and unconscious example. Each smallest act of kindness—even just words of hope when they are needed, the remembrance of a birthday, a compliment that engenders a smile—reverberates across great distances and spans of time, affecting lives unknown to the one whose generous spirit was the source of this good echo, because kindness is passed on and grows each time it’s passed, until a simple courtesy becomes an act of selfless courage years later and far away. Likewise, each small meanness, each thoughtless expression of hatred, each envious and bitter act, regardless of how petty, can inspire others, and is therefore the seed that ultimately produces evil fruit, poisoning people whom you have never met and never will. All human lives are so profoundly and intricately entwined—those dead, those living, those generations yet to come—that the fate of all is the fate of each, and the hope of humanity rests in every heart and in every pair of hands. Therefore, after every failure, we are obliged to strive again for success, and when faced with the end of one thing, we must build something new and better in the ashes, just as from pain and grief, we must weave hope, for each of us is a thread critical to the strength—to the very survival of the human tapestry. Every hour in every life contains such often-unrecognized potential to affect the world that the great days and thrilling possibilities are combined always in this momentous day.”
― Dean Koontz, From the Corner of His Eye

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I am not eccentric

 

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I am not eccentric.

It’s just that I am more alive than most people.

I am an unpopular electric eel

set in a pond of goldfish.”

― Edith Sitwell

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i like my body when it is with your body

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i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh … And eyes big love-crumbs,
and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you so quite new

e.e. cummings

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overheard by ross gay

Old-Man

Overheard

It’s a beautiful day
the small man said from behind me
and I could tell he had a slight limp
from the rasp of his boot against the sidewalk

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new dress by Anya Silver

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Hello, lovely disguise. Come swing short and loose

around my thighs. Cowl my neckline, let my throat

rise out of your yellow folds like a virgin.

Cup my shoulders; cling to my breasts so closely

that my skin accepts you, sister, knit and pieced

by strangers’ hands, but closer to my body

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“Mad Girl’s Love Song”

― Sylvia Plath

Classic pink car at beach

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

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RISE

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Today I choose to rise…

We fight, get beat, rise, and fight again.”

Nathanael Greene quotes

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