Tuesday 13 August 2024

"BAGGAGE" by Becky Hemsley


"BAGGAGE"
by Becky Hemsley

She opens up her suitcase
And it’s loaded to the brim
She simply doesn’t have the room
To squeeze more baggage in
Her hold-all’s filled with years and years
Of things she has endured
But you think she has no hold-all
‘Cause she acts so self-assured
But just because she’s confident
And acts like she’s alright
It doesn’t mean her baggage
Is inconsequentially light
For though her life looks rosy
It doesn’t mean to say
That she doesn’t carry burdens
That weigh her down each day
She’s fought off many monsters
Often swam up from the depths
She’s walked through many fires
And pulled herself back from the edge
So never think she walks on air
When she’s actually walked through hell
You just don’t know her load is heavy
Because she carries it so well
******
This poem got removed last time I posted it, because I said 'thank you' to too many people in the comments and Facebook thought I was spam. So we'll try again!
Beautiful artwork by Maryna Shefer
Baggage is from Talking to the Wild https://a.co/d/57xLeCX

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Monday 12 August 2024

"Waltz with Grief" by Ann Marie


"Waltz with Grief" by Ann Marie
A waltz with grief, a solemn dance,
One step forward, lost in chance.
Two steps back, a silent sway,
In the shadows, hearts delay.
The rhythm shifts, a gentle pull,
Grief’s embrace, both sharp and dull.
Ebb and flow, like ocean tides,
In this dance, no place to hide.
Twirl in sorrow, dip in pain,
But rise again, though tears remain.
Grief and I, we waltz in time,
A haunting dance, a mournful rhyme.
Yet through this dance, a strength is found,
In every step, though lost, we’re bound.
One step forward, hearts entwined,
In the waltz of grief, we learn to find.
The notes of loss, a bittersweet tune,
Played beneath a ghostly moon.
In every turn, the past replays,
But forward still, despite delays.
A dance with grief, a partner cold,
Yet in its arms, the heart grows bold.
For in the sway, the rise, the fall,
We learn to live, to bear it all.
The music slows, but never stills,
It ebbs and flows, against our wills.
Yet in this dance, we find our way,
Through night’s dark, toward the day.
So waltz with grief, and let it lead,
In every step, plant healing’s seed.
For though the dance is steeped in pain,
With each new step, we rise again.

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"THE HARLEY BIKER & THE LION"


"THE HARLEY BIKER & THE LION"
(author unknown)

A Harley Biker is riding by the zoo in Washington, DC when he sees a little girl leaning into the lion's cage. Suddenly, the lion grabs her by the collar of her jacket and tries to pull her inside to slaughter her, under the eyes of her screaming parents. The biker jumps off his Harley, runs to the cage and hits the lion square on the nose with a powerful punch. Whimpering from the pain the lion jumps back letting go of the girl, and the biker brings the girl to her terrified parents, who thank him endlessly. A reporter has watched the whole event.
The reporter addressing the Harley rider says, “Sir, this was the most gallant and bravest thing I've seen a man do in my whole life.”
The Harley rider replies, “Why, it was nothing, really. The lion was behind bars. I just saw this little kid in danger, and acted as I felt right.”
The reporter says, “Well, I'll make sure this won't go unnoticed. I'm a journalist, you know, and tomorrow's paper will have this story on the front page. So, what do you do for a living, and what political affiliation do you have?”
The biker replies "I'm a U.S. Marine, a Republican and I’m voting for Trump."
The journalist leaves.
The following morning the biker buys the paper to see if it indeed brings news of his actions, and reads, on the front page:
“U.S. MARINE ASSAULTS AFRICAN IMMIGRANT & STEALS HIS LUNCH”
And THAT pretty much sums up the media's approach to the news these days!

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Wednesday 7 August 2024

"THE SELFLESS WAITRESS"

 


"THE SELFLESS WAITRESS"
(author unknown)

In a restaurant in one of the American states, the restaurant waitress handed the lunch menu to a man and his wife, and before they looked at the menu, they asked her to offer them the two cheapest dishes because they did not have enough money after not receiving their salary for several months. Due to financial challenges faced by the entity they work for.
The waitress, Sarah, didn't think long. I suggested two dishes to them and they agreed without hesitation as long as they were the cheapest. She brought the two orders and they ate them greedily, and before they left they asked the waitress for the bill. She returned to them with a piece of paper inside her billing wallet on which she wrote what it meant: “I paid your bill from my personal account out of consideration for your circumstances. This is the sum of one hundred dollars as a gift from me, and this is the least I can do for you. Thank you for your kindness. Signed by Sarah.”
The couple was very happy as they left the restaurant.
What is striking about the previous situation is that Sarah felt extremely happy to pay the couple’s food bill despite her difficult financial circumstances. She has been saving for about a year the cost of an automatic washing machine that she would like to buy, and any money she wastes will postpone the date of her acquisition of this dream device, as she washes clothes with an old washing machine.
But what saddened her most was Sarah's friend scolding her when she found out about the matter. She denounced her behaviour; Because she deprived herself and her child of money that she needed more than others to buy a washing machine.
Before remorse could seep into her after her friend’s protest against her initiative, she received a call from her mother telling her in a loud voice: “What did you do, Sarah?”
She replied in a low, trembling voice, fearing an unbearable shock: “I didn’t do anything. What happened?”
Her mother replied: “Facebook is on fire praising you and praising your behaviour. Sayyed and his wife posted your message to them on Facebook after you paid the bill on their behalf and it was shared by many. I am proud of you.” ...
She had barely finished her conversation with her mother when a school friend called her indicating that her message had been circulated virally on all digital social platforms.
As soon as Sarah opened her Facebook account, she found hundreds of messages from television producers and press reporters asking to meet her to talk about her distinctive initiative.
The next day, Sarah appeared on the air of one of the most famous and most watched American television shows. The presenter of the program gave her a very luxurious washing machine, a modern television set, and ten thousand dollars. I obtained a purchase voucher for five thousand dollars from an electronics company. Gifts rained down on her until they reached more than $100,000 in appreciation of her great humanitarian behaviour.
Two meals that cost her no more than a few dollars + $100 changed her life.
Generosity is not about giving what you do not need, but about giving what you most need.
True poverty is the poverty of humanity and attitudes.
Never underestimate the blessings that might come from being kind.

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Friday 2 August 2024

"BIRDSONG" by Becky Hemsley


"BIRDSONG"
by Becky Hemsley

She walked along the pathway
And she hadn’t walked for long
When she met a little bird
Who sang a melancholy song
She listened for a moment
To his sad, enchanting sound
And she asked him why he sang his song
When no-one was around
“I sing to tell the forest
That the day has just begun
And I join the morning chorus
As we’re welcoming the sun
I sing so all the other birds
Will know they’re not alone
And I hum to all the trees
To help their leaves and branches grow
I sing for all the creatures
As they go about their day
And I whistle warnings to the sky
That clouds are on their way”
“But why,” she asked him gently
“Is your song so bittersweet?
Why does it sound like longing
And like yearning when you tweet?”
“I sing to feel less lonely,”
Said the tiny, little bird
“And I tweet into the quiet
Just so I can feel heard
For when the sun is busy,
When the other birds have flown,
When the trees are climbing skyward
Then I’m left here on my own
And I sing to ask the questions
That are tearing through my mind
But I don’t know what I fear the most
Silence… or the reply”
*****
A reminder that sometimes the one being there for everyone else
is actually quite lonely.
Becky Hemsley 2021
Gorgeous artwork by Claudia Tremblay
"Birdsong" is from my first collection https://a.co/d/2EwpQur

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"TRUE LIFE STORY"


"TRUE LIFE STORY"
(author unknown)
A boy and a girl lived together as boyfriend and girlfriend. After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated and decided to further his studies overseas. . Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: “I’m not very good with words. But, all I know is that, I love you.
If you allow me, I will take care of You for The rest of my life. The girl agreed and with the guy’s determination, the girl's family gave in and agreed to let them Get married.. Before he left they got engaged. . The girl went out working, whereas the guy was overseas continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails and phone calls.. Though it was hard but both of them never thought of giving up. .
One day while the girl was on her way to work she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realized she was badly injured. Seeing her mum cry, she wanted to comfort her but she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She had lost her voice…. The doctor said that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice..
Upon reaching home everything seemed to be the same Except for the ringing tone of the phone which pierced into her heart every time it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know and not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer. With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return the guy sent many replies and countless phone calls but all the girl could do was just to cry..
Her parents decided to move away hoping she would eventually forget everything and be happy. With a new environment, the girl learnt sign language and started a new life, Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. . One day her friend came and told her that he’s back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then there wasn’t anymore news of him.
A year has passed and one day her friend came with an envelope containing an invitation card for the guy’s wedding. The girl was shattered and heart-broken. . But When she opened the letter she saw her name on it Instead.. When she was about to ask her friend what was going on she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language to tell her, ”I’ve spent a year to learn sign language to be able To communicate with you and just to let you know that I’ve not forgotten our promise. Let me have The chance to be your voice. I Love You…”.
When You think all hope is lost that's when your Helper will appear. . Prayer ! ! May you also find that person who will stick with You no matter the situation. . and never give up in life

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"THOUGHTS" by Joanne Boyle

"THOUGHTS" by Joanne Boyle She was often seen playing, humming the same old tune. On a sandy shore, every single afternoon. No ...