#poetry-prose

A short poetic repost, slightly reworked but also with totally different imagery

I mean no offense with my comment about 'sheeple', but I stand by my feelings and opinions.

I found a good night poetic writing I've never shared to the blockchain before, written in 2015, original images

Three old writings in one post, I think two have been here before, but not together, not so that they flow

I wish I had a magic wand, so I could heal the world and take away the hatred and violence, the mistrust. Sadly, I don't

A repost, but a pertinent one, and I hope I can be forgiven. Good Night everyone, Sleep well.

An awakening post. Let's put aside childish things, becoming the brothers and sisters as we're meant

What if our lives were measured; Not by time in years, But rather By the number of acts of Kindness we’ve done in our lives, Just how old or how developed would you or I be? I can only speak for myself.

“Ab honesto virum bonum nihil deterret” -Seneca Nothing deters a good man from doing what is honorable. We cannot know the future, We cannot know the outcome Of our actions, But, If we have a moral compass

No matter how old, how worn out or cracked or scarred we Might be, we all still have a function, we all have value And worth. Even an old, cracked wooden bowl can Still hold fruit. Older things were often

The sound of thunder in the distance, Can mean the return of rain, Or it could be simply that there is static electricity discharging From the dust in the air, because of the lack of rain. It all revolves

As our minds emerge from the foggy realms of sleep, Let us embrace the new day with joy. Appreciate the beauty that surrounds you. No matter where you are; the Country side or the inner city or in some

As the new day begins, don’t let events and the winds of change Blow you away, Rather, whenever possible, throw back your head and Enjoy the wind. Yes, even a Tempest can be an inspiring and enjoyable