Not apologising for being me

I prefer to be true to myself, even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule of others,
rather than to be false, and to incur my own abhorrence.

Frederick Douglass

 

How great it is to LOVE YOURSELF

…to no longer be afraid to show the world who you really are,

…to own up to all your strengths and your faults,

…to not pretend to be someone else to please or placate another…

…to STOP APOLOGIZING FOR BEING YOU.

 

That’s the message of this empowering song.  Enjoy!

 

 

 

– FlorenceT

 

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To my darling . . .

Heart-felt sentiments… dare you to read and not have a tear or two… 🙂 LOVE IS. Enjoy!

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To my darling . . .

It has been moments since we said ‘until next time’, as ‘goodbye’ is not a word we share. I already feel infinitely smaller with your absence. A many layered ghost of ice surrounds me and my universe as I think of you as you are so far away even after only short seconds of time have passed. I feel as though I am floating in a nothingness  I cannot touch or feel but cannot escape.

My thoughts are already swirling in confusion of images and feelings and wishes. One on top of the other on top of the other and repeating until there is no semblance of one cohesive thought. I must breathe. I close my eyes and squeeze them with all my strength to grab hold of just one wish, one feeling, one image to settle this loss inside.

I know there is…

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All in your head

To think you are not
One who could feel such
Guess you are deluding
Yourself in as much.
It hurts, does it not?
Though you know not why
Oh hell, you know why
But to whom would that matter.
Well why do you care?
As you are the one who dared
To suggest you do not mind
When things happen in kind.
Hurt…anger
Swirling through your mind
Yes, the insensitivity
Astounds you, does it?
Oh well, reality my dear
Time it seems to check
It is all a game
A frolic of loves and likes.
Little one, you are ensnared
Nothing would matter more
Than the count of likes
On the flickering page.
Know it now for what it is
No excuse for illusions
Hoping for a comfort
But knowing none you’ll believe.
Talk tough, little one
You who are in tears
Guess it screams, the pain
More than you’d admit.
So once again little one, here it is
Welcome to love’s reality
A step back and watch
The dramas unfolding
Too late now
You are lost, adrift
On this ocean of mindlessness
Your end still unknown.

-FlorenceT

 

 

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Haiku Prompt Challenge – Drive, Psycho

RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge #11 – Drive, Psycho

 

psychosis

 

Drive, pursuit, achieve

Descending to psychosis

No, you’ll not get me.

***************

Love drives me insane

A lifelong pursuit in vain

Now to set me free.

 

– FlorenceT

 

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Winter – a renga

 A beautiful young man wrote this and with his permission, I am posting it here.

 

flower winter

 

Autumn is over

A cold winter voice speaks soft

Seeds lie sleeping low.

In the morning chill

Snow starts slowly falling down

On the winter ground.

Tangled in the snow

Autumn flowers lie dying

Like discarded dreams.

As the night grows dark

Through grooves in the thick cold ice

Moonlight finds its way.

The fires are all lit

Chimney are all smoking now

WINTER has arrived.

– by E

Haiku Prompt Challenge – Create, Destroy

RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge #10 – Create, Destroy

 

star birth

Creation destroy

Inevitable cycle

Destruction create

– FlorenceT

 

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