I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading The letter… (April 23rd FFF)
Warrior flower, You bloom ahead of your time To give us sweet hope.
Your fingerprints Have left inerasable Stains on my heart… And when people Notice, I tell them They are the scars Of a battle, That no one won And Nobody lost… And still, I Silently hope For that white flag…
Hey there, Lovelies, As you might have read in my latest Cyranny’s jukebox post, I recently came across a long series of very popular song covers, that Damien Robitaille, a French Canadian professional singer, has been posting online since the beginning of the pandemic (you can find him on Instagram @damienrobitaille). The guy is talented, and that’s…… Continue reading Kickin’ covers…
Is there Still, an outsideOut there?I wonder,Staring at the oasisFramed on the plaster.But I doubt,As you may too,Please kid us not.Just whisper softlyThe virus won’t beat us,Life’s waiting for us patiently. Hopefully.
Sunset in Danish… The sun is about to set on 2020. For a lot of us, it will be a year to forget… To leave behind. To bury or throw away, or burn down. I am puzzled, as this year is coming to an end. Of course, Chéri and I have confined ourselves to our…… Continue reading Solnedgang…
The Word of the Day is HOPE Write a poem, story or anecdote inspired by this word. Please create a ping-back to your post by including a link to this page in whatever you are posting. If you want to participate create a ping-back to link your post. Not sure how to do that? See […]HOPE…… Continue reading Hope – Word of the Day Challenge
No matter how dark,Light will always find its way…If you look closely. If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on a burning candle’s flame in a dark background.
As days go by,Windows open wide.One by one, In the middle of the night…New opportunities,New chances,New dreams.The sky getting darker,Despite the starlightAnd it seems…That the wind whispersThe sweet promiseOf a new beginning,I sure am wishingIt is a hopeful premise…
She folded the piece of paper neatly. It had been ages since she had last worked her origami skills, but she hadn’t forgotten how to make these little paper boats. Some things she just didn’t forget. Like riding a bicycle… Her fingers didn’t rush, there was no need to. It seemed like everything in…… Continue reading Paper boats…
