I so miss my fireflies,
but these will do for now.
Special thanks to Linda G. Hill for posting the above photo at #1linerWeds.
(Top image is from my hand and mind)
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Tag Archives: hope
Step Away from the Ledge
What are you doing way up there?
Are you trying to branch out? Expand your horizons? Or deaden them?
How many ladders do you need? Are two not enough?
Really, you don’t need ladders.
Get down off that ledge. It won’t solve anything and, besides, it makes me nervous.
Perhaps you could climb the shadows instead. Climb them until their dark is gone. Climb them until all you see are those useless ladders. The ones you don’t need in order to arrive safely at the place you want to be.
Don’t be afraid. The ground will support you.
And it’s amazing how high you can jump if you try.
photo by C. Dennis-Willingham
via Branch
Filling the Sinkhole Together
There has to be a loophole
for us who still believe
in justice, freedom and our rights
amidst dishonesty.
This gap won’t last much longer
for together we’ll encroach
to fill the sinkhole with the hearts
we’ll never let them poach.
Hands united, standing tall
we’ll show a greater strength
than those who are unwilling
to detect our common link.
Photo one credit
Photo two credit
via Loophole
The Good Thing about “Meh” Posts
Yesterday was a “meh” post day for me – a cute puppy and an attempt at a witty daily word prompt.
The good thing about a “meh” post is thinking about it.
So, today, learning the new prompt, I thought more about puppies and remembered something. Something I was told and continue to love.
A few weeks after a friend’s beloved dog died, he had a dream. In the dream, “Max,” Ethan’s Cocker Spaniel, came to visit and spoke to him.
Ethan said, “Max, I didn’t know you could talk.”
“Of course we can,” he said. “We’re just not supposed to show it.”
“Well, what do you do all day?” Ethan asked.
“Oh, I sit at the feet of God.”
Ethan said, “What does that feel like?”
“Well, you know how when you yawn and, when the yawn’s over, how good it feels? It’s like that.”
I love this dream.
So I wonder if the God in Ethan’s dream is surrounded by a zoo of deceased and beloved pets, all yawning with contentment. I hope so. It’s a beautiful image.
Thinking of you sweet Lizzy and Luther.
via Zoo
Tethering to Glory
In the arms of a rope:
I”d tether to the glory
of lily fields and daffodils
on wings of whip-poor-wills in flight
toward the moon’s calm light
I’d gather all the wisdom known
with loosened knots, embrace the thoughts
allowing plots of greater good
to be my livelihood
You, untangled chord of strength
the sturdy twine so blessed mine
a lifeline, filled with hope
this dreamer’s periscope
Photo credit and: “The metaphysicians, theologists and even the modern psycho-analysts, have been long using it – the imagery of swing, for defining the wanderings of self and a vacillating, wavering or indecisive mind, and aestheticians, poets and painters …”
Poems of the Heart
Before I gift you with my favorite poem (and I DO believe it to be a worthy present) I want to share something with you.
My mother loved birds. She loved watching them eat from their feeders and poke their beaks at her sliding glass door. And, she watched them as she became weaker with age.
I knew of this poem but, after Mom died, it took on a greater significance. As a gift, my sister had this necklace made for me.
On the flip side is the first stanza of my favorite poem.
Here is the beautiful poem by Emily Dickinson:
A big thank you to Ms. Dickinson for creating this poem and to my sister for gifting me with this reminder.
And especially to Mom who, kept warm my soul.
Hope is the thing with feathers.
Daily Word Prompt: Crumb
Be proud of where you are
Labor day is soon approaching and daily prompt’s word of the day is “Dignify.” I thought I’d kill two STONES with one BIRD. See you “at the top.”
Oh, what a word, what a world
Daily Word prompt is Detonate. Untimely, in my opinion. The word itself is too commonly used these days and its connotation is disturbing. How about we all gather at Disney World and watch as the fireworks are ignited? Let’s see the beauty and feel the magic instead of the alternative. Care to join me? I’ll pass out the Mickey ears.
Carolyn Dennis-Willingham 