Allow for more ~
More joy, more pleasure.
Look. But also see.
There is much to be, to gather, to do.
This is our time.
Blossom and enjoy the life we have,
The life we choose to live.
Perspective, attitude, grace
All are under our control.
We are in charge of our own happiness.
Destiny: That’s ours to manage.
There is bliss to be had
In even just knowing this alone.
Daily Prompt: Blossom
Nothing within
Or without.
What do I have, what can I offer
That is beautiful
Or elegant,
Unique
Or sublime?
Try, just try
She told herself,
Finally.
And so, with genuine effort,
Resolve and enthusiasm
She was able to rock her own world.
Self-confidence: To the moon.
The resulting joy: Profound.
Curiosity: I think I can, I think I can.
This changes everything…
Daily Prompt: Create
Small children
Their shining innocence,
Their capacity for joy.
Oh! And I’ll take some of that wild, exuberant energy of theirs too, please.
Daily Prompt: Paragon
We are limited in scope
To what we can accomplish
This day, this hour, this minute.
This life.
The breadth and depth and velocity
Of our passions
Is the key.
The volume of life is consummated in perfection: Love, kindness, nature and beauty.
Nothing matters more. All else matters, really, not at all.
Daily Prompt: Volume
Family traditions
Revived each generation.
Heirlooms, rightful treasures
Secrets manufactured and displayed.
Attempts to douse the light:
Darkness reigns, the human condition embellished.
And yet, no amount of scrub and polish
Can undo that which must not be known.
Private affairs must remain so,
Confidences never shattered.
A sigh and one’s gaze, averted
To shutter and deny what is true.
Too heavy a burden to rest on any one’s soul ~ for a lifetime, no less.
Some skeletons are best kept in the graveyard of ancient understanding.
Let those whose skins have been shed and stripped away rest in peace.
A sanctuary for all.
Daily Prompt: Polish
All together now: Uniqueness Matters!
Daily Prompt: Uniform
So many times
Where I’ve tried to connect
But you have all spurned me.
Made me feel to be less.
Now, though, I am stronger,
More sure of myself.
I no longer seek your approval.
Although, I’d surely welcome it
If it were to come freely.
Lacking that,
Can you hardly blame me for going my own way?
Daily Prompt: Distant
A duality exists in our
Humanest of natures.
Traces of both
Good: Generosity, kindness, heroism, shades of the divine.
And of Evil: Selfishness, manipulation, deceit, even cruelty.
If we are, each of us, honest, we know this is true even of ourselves. For consideration, this: Which do we prefer?
Daily Prompt: Trace
Shaken by the events of the past week, she was not (yet) stirred, however, into taking action. The bond she felt with these others would remain a secret, the service she would gladly provide kept under cover….
Still, there were cats everywhere. Chaos galore!! Roger that, she thought to herself.
Daily Prompt: Unmoored
Johnny was quite the tough guy, or so he thought himself to be. With his cigarette dangling just so and the sleeves of his grungy white t-shirt rolled up above his quasi-impressive biceps, this wanna-be JD strode toward the jukebox with what he hoped resembled an imposing swagger. Stopping to deposit a three-quarter inch stem of ashes from the Marlboro that was fixed between his teeth, he dropped in the requisite coins and selected P-2. Born to be Wild.
Silently, he returned to his booth in the corner, sitting with his back to the wall in order to survey his kingdom with Steppenwolf padding his brain (and his male-diminutive 5-7 frame) with adrenaline. A sneer slowly exploded in the space between his left and right ears.
“Yeah, this is how it’s done”.
Daily Prompt: Notorious
A Sawyer's Daughter 
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