Against Dying by Kaveh Akbar

if the body is just a parable

about the body if breath

is a leash to hold the mind

then staying alive should be

easier than it is most sick

things become dead things

at twenty-four my liver was

already covered in fatty

rot my mother filled a tiny

coffin with picture frames

I spent the year drinking

from test tubes weeping

wherever I went somehow

it happened wellness crept

into me like a roach nibbling

through an eardrum for

a time the half minutes

of fire in my brainstem

made me want to pull out

my spine but even those

have become bearable so

how shall I live now

in the unexpected present

I spent so long in a lover’s

quarrel with my flesh

the peace seems over-

cautious too-polite I say

stop being cold or make

that blue bluer and it does

we speak to each other

in this code where every word

means obey I sit under

a poplar tree with a thermos

of chamomile feeling

useless as an oath against

dying I put a sugar cube

on my tongue and

swallow it like a pill

Have a great day all my darling avidReaders! I know I haven’t released a proper article since last week, my mind’s been kind of all over the place and writing just didn’t come to me. I also don’t want to write just to post weekly and I post something that’s rubbish. I’ve also been busy working on my next book. If you follow me on my socials, you will see I just finished releasing the last chapter of my book “Stranger” on Patreon. I’m now busy with the next one, Idyllic. It’s been very busy over here with work, too.

Coloured Rainbows

Rainbows

Dare to dream of coloured rainbows

and fine “castles in the air” –

and a Sun that shines so brightly

making cloudy days seem rare!

When you aim to find a purpose

then your life becomes worthwhile.

You will dazzle those about you –

when you show your own true style!

Our dreams are not for keeping –

simply borrowed for a while;

to console us in adversity

and teach us how to smile!

Dream again of coloured rainbows

and of bluebirds flying high.

You will overcome the obstacles

once you decide to try!

Have a blessed day all my darling avidReaders🥰😇

A CIRCLE OF FRIENDSHIP

Poems of Encouragement by Roslyn (Ros) Mansell

A circle of friendship…

is bound together,

by sharing good moments

and Life’s stormy weather:

And should you feel lonely…

you needn’t pretend;

surrender your false pride

and lean on a friend.

A circle of friendship…

is a growing delight;

it helps dispel sadness,

as it lets in the ‘light.’

A circle of friendship…

warms you in its glow;

take that warmth with you

and feel the ‘love’ grow.

You stand in a circle…

with hands reaching out;

the giving of yourself,

is what friendship’s about!

Have a great Monday all my darling avidReaders. 👧🐰 God bless all of you.

Friday The 13th; Nadia DeLevea

June 2014

All throughout History,
It’s always been a mystery.
The most unlucky of days,
On this day we change our ways.
Careful what we do,
Careful when we tie our shoe.
Stay in and lock your door,
Don’t get up off the floor.
Black cats and spilled salt,
The broken mirror is not my fault!
Avoiding ladders and a sidewalk crack,
Being on guard we do not lack.
Some say it’s a day of fun,
Others shiver, hide, and run.
Some say it’s black magic that comes out today,
Some say that it’s demons here to stay.
Whatever your superstition on this very day,
Everyone’s wits will shred and fray.
The day of bad luck comes only so often,
Let’s just pray it doesn’t lead to a coffin.


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Happy Triskadeckaphobia Day all of you! God bless and stay safe!

November for Beginners

Red, White but rarely blue

by Rita Dove

Snow would be the easy
way out—that softening
sky like a sigh of relief
at finally being allowed
to yield. No dice.
We stack twigs for burning
in glistening patches
but the rain won’t give.

So we wait, breeding
mood, making music
of decline. We sit down
in the smell of the past
and rise in a light
that is already leaving.
We ache in secret,
memorizing

a gloomy line
or two of German.
When spring comes
we promise to act
the fool. Pour,
rain! Sail, wind,
with your cargo of zithers!

November 1981

Hi everyone. I saw this and found it fitting. All across the world I know everyone’s getting into the Christmas/Thanksgiving vibe, even in South Africa our stores are starting to play Christmas songs and put up decorations on Christmas trees. I wish you all a blessed Thursday and enjoy this time for holiday vibes–be it summer vibes or winter snowbells.

God bless you all, my darling avidReaders.🐰👩‍💻

Daffodils by William Wordsworth

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I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

Persistence, my friend

by David; September 2015

Persistence, my friend;
and determination:
can mend
all the wounds of misfortune;
and the the scars of your past.
Your scars and wounds
stand nothing
to time.
For in time, no pain lasts.

So press on
Press on,
like they said in times
where there was no choice
but to press on.
And you have no choice.
for If you don’t,
you will very soon be gone.
That’s not to be morbid,
and not to be grim,
but you know that as well as I do,
so it’s with persistence
you must glow
and with patience
you must brim.

And not to say that you are weak,
but the pain you feel
is nothing unique.
So persist, my friend.
Do not fall with hard times:
Press on and find
the solace
you so sincerely seek.

Stand up
when you feel like you must fall.
Stand up when you cannot stand.
Stand up, anyway;
and stand up tall.
That, my friend, is greatness.
To rise above your own self-doubt.
To rise beyond limits.
To rise above it all.

Persistence, my friend:
Persistence is key;
for until that fog clears up,
you will not see
your limitless potential
and all the infinite beauty
that lies not beyond the horizon,
but just around the bend.
I promise you will find it:
But only with
Persistence, my friend.

Guy Fawkes Night Poem

Effigy of Guy Fawkes

Remember, remember!
The fifth of November,
The Gunpowder treason and plot;
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!
Guy Fawkes and his companions
Did the scheme contrive,
To blow the King and Parliament
All up alive.
Threescore barrels, laid below,
To prove old England’s overthrow.
But, by God’s providence, him they catch,
With a dark lantern, lighting a match!
A stick and a stake
For King James’s sake!
If you won’t give me one,
I’ll take two,
The better for me,
And the worse for you.
A rope, a rope, to hang the Pope,
A penn’orth of cheese to choke him,
A pint of beer to wash it down,
And a jolly good fire to burn him.
Holloa, boys! holloa, boys! make the bells ring!
Holloa, boys! holloa boys! God save the King!
Hip, hip, hooor-r-r-ray!

How to Dissapear by Rae Armantrout.

1

You had been swinging restlessly
between the appearance of spontaneity
and the appearance of serious thought.

You had been changing lanes
after a glance
in a mirror honest about
its tendency to distort.

What choice did you have?

It was soothing to watch
wisps of smoke
from a nearby chimney
disappearing
one by one.

2

Do you like pulses,

ridges, ripples
stretching into obscurity?

Would you prefer a flicker
to a steady light source?

This one stutters
slightly,

hesitant,

as if it could hold something
in reserve

Hi all my darling avids. Here is your poem of the day 🙂 I think we all have days where we wish we could disappear. I hope you enjoy it and have a blessed day.

God bless 🙂

If

courtesy of Wikipedia

by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you   
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,   
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
    But make allowance for their doubting too;   
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;   
    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;   
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
    And treat those two impostors just the same;   
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
    And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
    To serve your turn long after they are gone,   
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
    Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,   
    Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
    If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
    With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,   
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,   
    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

A poem to boost your spirits today. If you can do all this, you’ll be strong, bold and powerful! God bless all of you today, my darling avidReaders