Sometimes we need new goals, new challenges Sometimes we need to shake things up a bit, Sometimes we need a fresh new start To burn things down and tear them apart, To reconstruct and build a new This kind of thing can be good for you, Sometimes we stagnate and we lose The sense of […]Sometimes … Continue reading Sometimes — fauxcroft
Reena’s Xploration Challenge – Christmas with Mary Lomax
Christmas with Mary Lomax ….. by Michael
Mrs Mary Lomax had a house with a tree growing through it.
Which meant at Christmas she had plenty of opportunity to hang her decorations and create some fascinating light shows.
It wasn’t everyone who could do what she did and that suited her very much as Mary Lomax was not like other people. She lived alone, kept to herself and refused all council directives to remove the trees branches from within her house.
Rather every year or so she renovated her house to accommodate the growing tree.
She anticipated her children would be arriving on Christmas day and there would be the usual round of requests from them to do something about the house. In particular the tree. He eldest daughter complained that in the most recent renovation her mother had moved the wall in her bedroom such that when she went to bed at night her body was…
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Mining the sky (for pleasure and profit)
Reena’s Xploration Challenge
Wishing you all a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! Have great festive times ahead... The Xploration Challenge too, takes an annual break. Meanwhile, I would like to share something I came across, which will invite different perspectives. It may seem creepy to some, and inclusive to others. See the pictures below on how someone has … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge
Santa Claus #Rhyme
Santa Claus #Rhyme ….by Jane Aguiar
Santa Claus came down
and visited my town
danced round and round
stamping feet on the ground!!
My Persian cat
jumped on his hat
the cat is too fat
so in fear he sat!!
The cat dragged her claws
with anger opened jaws
his dance got a pause
everything happens for a cause!!
So Santa requests all of us
to celebrate Christmas
as birth of Jesus
and to welcome the baby Jesus!!
©️ janeaguiar
Pic. Credit:Pinterest
Written in response to:
⭐People forgot the meaning of Christmas. They celebrate by dance and dine and not by attending mid night Mass. They don’t pray and welcome baby Jesus. Christmas means the birth of Jesus Christ, the son of God.
Thank you for reading.
Stay Blessed 💞
The Unseen Angel!
The city reverberates a clamor
of chaos, despair and deceit.
It reeks with sins of ungrateful beings,
whose inexorable ways, rives through the heart.
My forlorn soul looks heavenward,
as it lulls itself to a teary slumber.
The chirrups of the birds, usher in dawn.
Radiant, yet tender rays brighten the eastern horizon
awakening the city from the coverlet of grey.
The faraway belfry, chimes across the firmament
unraveling the felicity, a new day brings.
I send out a prayer of gratitude, to the guardian angel,
unseen, yet whose wings of protective love, I feel
embracing my home, city and the world
from the diabolic fetters.
I tether on to that faith, to help me
maneuver my way through the labyrinth,
to overcome each obstacle of life,
armoredwith his benevolent grace.
Petrified
I’ve watched calcification of souls with slow accretion of deposits of apathy -disconnectedness rules I was alive once but chose petrification with concentrated spirits some day I hope to connect human rocks below infuse empathy in them maybe they see what I see maybe we connect better maybe they see value in going back to … Continue reading Petrified
What does Santa want?
https://open.spotify.com/episode/3SF4xdzWpsNxxApYhINpOr?si=2759c0253f224921 Santa appeared on my mobile screen late night. I expressed joy that Xmas has set in early. “No”, he said, “I won’t come till you content creators give me a revamped look.” “Would you like to dress differently? Beards have become stylish across the world.” “It doesn’t matter really. Let red and white change … Continue reading What does Santa want?
A child’s perspective
A child prays… When did happiness become a contraband good? It needs to be smuggled in the form of a cartoon flick when parents aren’t around or that ice-cream stolen from the fridge. Why do they attach future loss to a pleasure indulged in right now? I live in the moment, and they- in fear … Continue reading A child’s perspective
Recycled — Poetry For Healing
Recycled Without warning The chilly wind of rejection Blustered Sweeping away a lifetime Of laughter and love Fragments of a life blown apart Jagged and sharp scraping and scratching at unhealed wounds Still leaving their bloody trails Redacted, reused and then recycled Shelf life expired Dispensed without further regard Callously and cruelly cast away Darkness…Recycled — … Continue reading Recycled — Poetry For Healing
