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June 26, 2020
 

#SkylarkChallenge
#Storm

“Hurricane Charlie headed for Tampa with Landfall in Ft Myers”
Says the TV announcer in my office waiting room. We have closed the office to patients at noon and are locking up all our cabinets and covering our paper charts. It’s a new building and up to Florida building codes so I am not too worried. The storm should hit Tampa which is about 90 miles away from Orlando, but those bands can extend far out as I know, being born here.
     My nurse, J, is standing near me at the window when the light suddenly goes dim as the sky darkens. “What the heck is that?”
she says. A dark band of black clouds in a flat pancake pattern is rapidly blotting out the sun, as if someo...

EARTH
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June 21, 2020
 

#skylark challenge 2

From the Window
Trees, tall and narrow , Florida slash pines
With                          burnished trunks
                                  Fluffy green tips
                                   Interspersed with palmetto
Palms.                           Queen, cabbage, royal palms.                             Cars and highways roll
Thick.                            With noise pollution
Freedom.                        To breathe, to move
And
They do move to Florida
The Sunshine state
No one gloomy here today
Red cardinals and
Monarch butterflies
Parakeets and                     Parrots
Always in
Motion
Soak up
The sun
All mine.

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SKYLARK CHALLENGE 2020
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June 10, 2020
 

What does purple taste like?
Like rich plum pudding dripping
Sweet on my tongue.
Like thick tense muscadine grapes
Exploding on my gums with nectar.
Like beefy starchy eggplant slices
Smothered in Parmesan and tomatoes.
Like young beets pickled and cold
Diced into fresh green salad with honey.
Like red cabbage cooked with corn beef
Slowly in a low heated iron pot.
Purple is the taste of jealousy,
The warm feeling of port wine
Poured down my throat to bury myself
From aching memories.
love the cabbage......him not so much....

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#PURPLE 1

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SIMPLICITY DAY
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June 2, 2020
Ponte Vedra Beach, United States

Taste of coffee, warm and sweet,
Rich and full
Butter on my waffle smooth
Creamy, filling, sweet
Fullness on my tongue
All my memories of you
Gone in few bites
Still remembered

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SIMPLICITY DAY
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May 11, 2020
Ponte Vedra Beach, United States

I have a life worth living
After all that I’ve been through,
Full of people I have helped
And loved and knew.
I have survived the sorrow
Of betrayal and of loss
But still I am intact.
I made my way by using
Gifts I have been given,
Not caring what I lacked.
Glorious days gone by
and a few more to come.
Let me be free.. let me run...

Micklav4 on Lettrs

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SIMPLICITY DAY
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May 1, 2020
 

Home....
Home is soft lighting
From lamps handed down
From my grandmother
Long passed away..
nestled in the trees we planted when we were young..
Pine scented clear air we could breathe deeply into our chests...
Snuggled in my sister’s sweater
I remember the softness of her hugs and her smell  of chocolate  cookies......
My mother’s pumpkin pie
And hot toddies for my cough...
Sweet memories filling my heart
Even as I make new memories for my own children.

MIcklav4 on Lettrs

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SPRING
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April 16, 2020
 

A moment to cherish
Before I knew what would follow,
The warmth of your lips
Melting time,
The taste of your tongue
The curves of your shoulder
The grasp of your fingers
Enfolding mine.
This is my memory garden,
tended with love.
Vines of Passion flowers
Rare and incredible
Wrap around
My love, my life ..... so long ago

MIcklav4 on Lettrs

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NECTAR SEEKER
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March 16, 2020
 

Words scribbled on a chalkboard
Making no sense at all.
Equations solving nothing,
No meaning great or small
And all the children growing
In a test tube or a dish
Can not explain the ones who die
Because of someone’s wish.
A universe of nonsense swells
And then contracts with speed..
We hide our lovers from our thoughts denying what we need.
We live our lives in fear of things
Which may not come to fruition .
It is as if our contradictions
Exceed our intuition.
I only know I love you now
And that,I know, is real.
It’s the only thing that I can touch
And the one thing I can feel.
Leave the chalkboard blank,
The equation unfinished
And the child in its womb.
I love you
And that is ...

THE SECRET BOOK
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March 14, 2020
Ponte Vedra Beach, United States

Forever Gone

Life is full of loss
Yet still we soldier on,
Keeping our chin up
And holding our head high,
Though they are forever gone.
The meaning of it all escapes us when
we  remember those lips
So warm and pressing
On our cold dry skin.
We lived this life without them
While they lived within us,
saw them every minute in our memory.
Lost our will to live.. lost our pride.
We sit  on a park bench
Watching the world pass by,
Holding our head up high,
Though they are forever gone.
Still we soldier on.

MIcklav4

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ORIGINAL
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February 29, 2020
 

I would have given my right arm
To have awakened in the crook of yours
Every day of my life.
I would have thrown my career away
If you had asked me to stay
And be your wife,
But I wasn’t what you wanted
Or what you needed.
No I was only what you liked
For the moment,
Until you found another
Who had what I lacked.
I was your fling, your brief amor
Meant to be enjoyed , not adored.
I was nothing..and still am.. your ex.
And no... I don’t forgive you...
But I can remember the crook of your arm
Always.

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SIMPLICITY DAY
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February 10, 2020
 

He runs but he can’t hide..
No one goes through life with a free ride.
We all pay the piper for our
Selfish acts
While a jury of angels sorts
Out the facts.
Waking at night he feels a chill
At what it will cost for his little thrill.
Three pence says the judge
And four more when you die,
One for each woman who
Believed your lie.
Skin and bones, a pile of flesh
You will regret the wretched mess you left behind.
You were not a good man..
Just mean, vain and unkind.
Pay the piper soon old man..
Before it is too late.
It’s Karma...it’s Fate.

MIcklav4

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ELF
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January 25, 2020
 

I should have said it...
When I rested beside you in bed
With all my visions in my head.
Was there something
I should have said
That would have changed your mind?
I raise my glass to all the unspoken words,
To silent tears in the night,
To lost loves and lonely dreamers...
Cheers..

MIcklav4

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LET'S FALL IN LOVE
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January 8, 2020
Ponte Vedra Beach, United States

Something better will come
In its own good time.
Someone will hold you in their arms and make you feel alive.
Someone will care to know what you are thinking and feeling.
Someone will dry those tears.....
Let me be that someone to you
And come away to a better place,
Where my love will surround you
And you will see the stars
Are there for us.

MIcklav4

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UNICORN
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January 7, 2020
 

Be kind
Be kind to me for I still weep
Over a memory that never sleeps.
It walks beside me every day
So be kind to me if you can.
If I can never hold your hand
Or hear your heartbeat in my ear
Just try to write me once a year
Seal it up with just one tear
So I can forget the hurt
And remember how much
I loved you

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A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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December 15, 2019
 

Broken people
cry softly and shake in fear.
Broken people are all around
And mostly no one sees them.
Broken people are beaten down
and frightened by the world around  them,
of unbrokens, who  assert themselves confidently,
the proud, the fearless.
I see them, for I was broken once,
But time mended my heart
And put all my pieces back together.
Broken people are fragile,
So be gentle and careful
Not to unglue their
patchwork hearts.
Love them tenderly,
Touch them softly.
Be the glue, not the hammer.
Unbreak them .

MIcklav4

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BE KIND
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November 7, 2019
 

Pull back the curtains
for they hide
a glorious day,
Where all you knew was true waits patiently.
Stillness clouds around you
and your heart is full of love
For all those who hurt you,
Not because they need it
Or earned it,
But because you are it’s vessel.
The fullness of your spirit
Has no blemish of hate...
Only love remains as the
One thing that makes us human.
Love is a reason unto itself.
Pull back the curtains and smile.

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LIGHT LETTRS LOGO
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November 5, 2019
Lakewood Ranch, United States

The Hopeless

She walks in darkness as she comes.
No light, no shadows
Touch her as she runs.
With wings of gossamer
She flies to the sun-
Dark night
Dark woman
Dark soul been hung.

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DARK NIGHT
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October 9, 2019
Ponte Vedra Beach, United States

He is not there
As you stare
At his glossed over eyes
And last night was just lies.
He is cold and distant
Not the fire that you knew,
Not the man you looked up to...
And the heat in your blood
Fuels the aching pain
You have been feeling all this time.
He is not there..
But he was...

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THE SUN
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September 28, 2019
Lake Mary, United States

LoveLines

I sit in the back of the auditorium
While he plays classical piano.
A hunky football player with an artsy side....
I would throw the pigskin to be his bride.

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BELIEVE YOURSELF TO BE
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September 11, 2019
Ponte Vedra Beach, United States

Chapter 7- I am 9 years old
Nativity BVM ( blessed Virgin Mary),Biloxi, Mississippi

It is the 3rd grade that smells like a bakery. I have a best friend,Doreen, who sits with me everywhere and shares my secrets. We both like the same boy whose name is Lloyd, because he towers over the rest of us.
“Dreamy” she says, as we giggle uncontrollably. “He is looking at you!”.   I glance over my shoulder and he is staring. I wonder why in world he would do that?
Sister Ignatius teaches us intensive math as we count out loud “ 2x4 is 8...2x5 is 10”. I sing song my timetables all day until they are ingrained for life.
“ Healthy girls do not need nail polish because their nails are Pink with health” s...

SUPPORT AND SAVE US!
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September 8, 2019
Ponte Vedra Beach, United States

My HappyPlace

Walking on the Beach
With waves lapping at my feet
Daylight fading and the sky
Turning purple-pink...
Water grey green...
Fills me with its softness.
Scallops washed on shore
With baby horseshoe crabs,
Tells me this has all
Been here before I was born
And will still be soothing others,
Long after I am gone.

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LIMITS EXIST ONLY IN THE MIND
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September 3, 2019
Ponte Vedra Beach, United States

Story time
“Life wasn’t easy for her. Everything was always a struggle. She stared at the stars as she was lying in the grass and a tear roll down her cheek as she remembered him.
She hadn’t sought his attention but he had been drawn to her like a bee to a daisy and had kissed her wildly as if his life depended on it. He would wait outside her exam rooms to plant a kiss or brush arms together.
His first time with her was tender and hesitant, with kisses around her face and his perfect chest pressed to hers.
She prayed it would last forever but like all things it was fleeting, his desire fading, leaving her alone and confused.
Was nothing good ever meant to stay in her life?
She brushed th...

ONE SOUL
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August 25, 2019
 

Chapter 6 my story and
Weekly challenge-flying, fling and forks.
I am eight years old

We have been flying to Keesler Air Force Base in Biloxi, Mississippi aboard a rickety twin propeller plane leftover from World War 2.  My dad is a Master  Sargent and will be training the new recruits.
     There are no housing units available so we will be temporarily living in a derelict old barracks scheduled to be torn down. The three story buildings are creaky and deserted, but the military has turned on electricity for our unit and placed 9 single cots with metal springs and cotton mattresses covered in ticking for us on the third floor. We each have a pillow and one blanket.
     My mother is anxi...

FACE YOUR FEARS
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August 19, 2019
 

Weekly challenge—dog, journey tears

If I never tried to reach out
Then it would be my fault.
If I never played through
The game would not be over.
So I will blink back tears
And through the years
You will hear from me.
This journey has been rocky
But I cannot be held to blame
For the dying of the flame
Or the void that remains.
So I ask only for
A hug and a kind word,
Not more than you
Would give your dog.
Is that really so hard?

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LET'S FALL IN LOVE
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