Daily prompt: Lofty
“Oh the places you will go.”
Dr. Seuss?
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Rising from the Ashes
The girl from yonder when she slept
On pillow soft
Had dreams she kept
Beneath the down of feathers laced
With tears she saved from when she wept.
And stored within the liquid flow
Were thoughts of life
But dreams of gold
And memories of stories shared
Were kept inside
But never told.
When the morning timely rose
She stretched her arms in firm repose
And told herself in solemn vows
She would not dwell upon her woes.
-MWD (aka, me)
Flames of courage.
Note: MWD is a character from one of my novels but “her” poetry never made it to the final product. This poem is only one of many.
Let Freedom Ring
Daily Prompt – Pimp
“The pimp–prostitute relationship is widely understood to be abusive and possessive, with the pimp/madam using techniques such as psychological intimidation, manipulation, starvation, rape and/or gang rape, beating, confinement, threats of violence toward the victim’s family, forced drug use and the shame from these acts.” – Wikipedia
I beg your pardon!
Madam Fannie Porter did none of these things to her “soiled doves.”
As an acute business woman, she was stern but fair, made sure her girls had health checks, gave them a Class A bordello to live in, kicked out unruly clients who mistreated them and, in The Last Bordello, she defended one of them who was accused of murder.
What’s that you say?
Oh.
The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt was PRIMP?
Never mind.
Daily Prompt: Vegetal?
Doesn’t Vegetal mean Veggie-tall tales?
Second Thoughts?
Do you have Second Thoughts?
Of course you do. So do I. Hopefully, your second thoughts aren’t laden with guilt.
Guilt serves no purpose.
So, what do we do?
We add the regret (not guilt) to our long list of experiences and move forward.
I took a course not long ago on self-esteem. It wasn’t only about learning how to empower ourselves, but how we can look at people and circumstances in a different light.
I learned:
Each and every experience we’ve ever encountered is imprinted in our “prevailing awareness.” With that stored information, we did exactly what we were “supposed” to do at that moment. (Hard concept, I know)
So each time we experience something, our bucket of awareness becomes fuller.
We can’t go back. None of us. We grow instead.
So, the only reason to dig up a “second thought,” is to learn from it.
Let’s concentrate on the bounty of our experiences and remember how they’ve helped us sprout into a higher level of awareness.
(Good daily prompt to help me remember this!)
Disclosure: I have second thoughts on every sentence I write. 🙂
Daily Prompt
I started my new book, The Moonshine Thicket, this summer. It’s done, well except for, … you know, that Irksome editing thing.
Hyperbole
Be Real
In your kindness, be sincere. We can tell the difference between a real squeeze and a formal hug. We can tell when you offer us a gentle word but walk away with rolling eyes.
We know. We can tell.
You say, “have a good day.” Do you mean it?
You say, “hope you feel better.” Do you care?
Are you are earnest? Genuine? Heartfelt? Or artificial, phony and hollow?
We feel the difference.
We know. We can tell.
Carolyn Dennis-Willingham 