Monday, 29 April 2024

THE WAVES OF LIFE by Joanne Boyle

"THE WAVES OF LIFE" by Joanne Boyle
We are going on a journey
it is called the waves of life.
So, buckle up and be prepared
because challenges are rife.
Waves will often swarm you.
You'll think that you will drown.
Your clothes will not dry out
and this will slow you down.
Still you'll keep on surfing.
In and out and up and under.
Some days you'll love the waves
and others you will wonder.
Some days you will surf smoothly
as everything is still.
Enjoy these precious moments
and use them to refill.
When you see dry land ahead
then go and take a rest.
Look out for the laughter
from the folk you like the best.
You will experience waves of sorrow
when someone goes away.
These ways will keep on coming
accept them as okay.
Let them go surfing with you.
Adventures make memories.
Appreciate the warming sun
as much as the whispering breeze.
Let the waves of life soak you
in all they have to give.
For each and every wave
adds to the life you live.
******
Joanne Boyle Heartfelt

art by Steffi Krenzek

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BOOKS by Gary Paulsen


"BOOKS"
by 
Gary Paulsen

“Why do I read?
I just can't help myself.
I read to learn and to grow, to laugh
and to be motivated.
I read to understand things I've never
been exposed to.
I read when I'm crabby, when I've just
said monumentally dumb things to the
people I love.
I read for strength to help me when I
feel broken, discouraged, and afraid.
I read when I'm angry at the whole
world.
I read when everything is going right.
I read to find hope.
I read because I'm made up not just of
skin and bones, of sights, feelings,
and a deep need for chocolate, but I'm
also made up of words.
Words describe my thoughts and what's
hidden in my heart.
Words are alive--when I've found a
story that I love, I read it again and
again, like playing a favourite song
over and over.
Reading isn't passive--I enter the
story with the characters, breathe
their air, feel their frustrations,
scream at them to stop when they're
about to do something stupid, cry with
them, laugh with them.
Reading for me, is spending time with a
friend.
A book is a friend.
You can never have too many.”
******
By Gary Paulsen, Shelf Life: Stories by the Book

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THERE IS A LITTLE PLACE by Joanne Boyle


"THERE IS A LITTLE PLACE"
by Joanne Boyle

There's a little place
just down my street.
Where love lives
and family meet.
There's a cosy chair.
An old fireplace.
A bundle of fun
and a smiley face.
The smell of memories
are in the walls.
The sound of running
in the halls.
Where loves embrace
is always enough
to make it better
when days are tough.
A boiling kettle, and
a buttered scone.
Crumbs left behind
after we've gone.
A kitchen sink
now full of pots.
A chipped vase full
of forget me knots.
This little place
just down the street,
Where love lives
and family meet.
Is of course
Grandma's house
and not to forget
her lovely spouse.
It's full of love
and hugs and kisses,
from both grandpa
and his Mrs.
We are loved
and so are they.
Cherished memories
to always share.
******
Joanne Boyle Heartfelt

art by Steffi Krenzek

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Sunday, 28 April 2024

THE SUNSHINE FLOWER by Joanne Boyle


"THE SUNSHINE FLOWER"
by Joanne Boyle

The Sunshine Flower.
Speak to me sunshine.
Light up my day.
Feed me your energy,
and I'll be on my way.
Give me the hope,
for brighter things.
Give me strength
for whatever it brings.
Touch my heart,
with your sweet smell.
Share your secret,
come on, please tell.
Warm up my day,
with your sweet glow.
Tell me It's alright.
I need to know.
Thank you Sunshine.
I heard you say,
I am so loved,
so ill be on my way.
******
Joanne Boyle Heartfelt

art by Steffi Krenzek

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WHEN PARENTS GET OLD

"WHEN PARENTS GET OLD" (author unknown"
Let them grow old with the same love that they let you grow
Let them speak and tell repeated stories with the same patience and interest that they heard yours as a child
Let them overcome, like so many times when they let you win
Let them enjoy their friends just as they let you

Let them enjoy the talks with their grandchildren, because they see you in them
Let them enjoy living among the objects that have accompanied them for a long time, because they suffer when they feel that you tear pieces of this life away ...
Let them be wrong, like so many times you have been wrong and they didn’t embarrass you by correcting you

LET THEM LIVE and try to make them happy the last stretch of the path they have left to go; give them your hand, just like they gave you their hand when you started your path!

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GLASS BALLOON by Becky Hemsley


"GLASS BALLOON"
by Becky Hemsley

I’ve been carrying this glass balloon around with me for a while now.
So fragile and yet so heavy.
I’m terrified to let it go. In case it breaks, smashes.
And I have nothing left.
I can’t deflate it.
But it’s weighing me down
and the longer I hold it,
the sooner I feel like I’ll buckle under the weight of it.
And how do I explain to others that I am carrying something so delicate yet so substantial? How do I ask them to help me carry this thing that they cannot see?
Perhaps I’m not supposed to let it go.
Perhaps I’m supposed to tie it to my heart and carry it around forever. And it will remain as heavy and as fragile as it has always been, but I will get used to carrying it.
I will learn how to hold it on the difficult days, rather than letting it hold me.
I will learn how to let it lift me up rather than letting it weigh me down.
I will learn how to explain it to others rather than shouldering the weight in silence.
And as time goes on, maybe…
Just maybe…
I will figure out
how to let it fly.
*******
Becky Hemsley 2023
Artwork by Fulya Guney (via Behance)
Remember that we can grieve so many things. No matter what you grieve, your glass balloon is valid.
🤍
'Glass Balloon' is from the book When I Am Gone https://a.co/d/iGsUaJO

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QUIETLY by Becky Hemsley


"QUIETLY"
by Becky Hemsley 2024

I missed you quietly today. So quietly that no one noticed.
I missed you as I climbed out of bed and as I brushed my teeth; when I waited at the lights on the drive into work and as I heard the rain outside my window.
I missed you as I ordered lunch and as I kicked off my shoes when I got home; as I switched off the lights and climbed into bed for the night.
I missed you without tears or noise or fanfare.
But oh how I felt it.
I felt it in the morning, at lunchtime, in the evening and at night. I felt it as I woke, as I waited, as I worked. I felt it at home, on the road, in the light, in the dark, in the rain.
I felt it in every one of those moments, each one sitting heavier and heavier as the weight of me missing you kept growing and growing.
Yes, I missed you so quietly today.
But I felt it so loudly.
*****
Becky Hemsley 2024
Artwork by IvanTurcin
‘Quietly’ is a new poem but there are similar in my book of grief and loss poetry https://amzn.eu/d/ePSd4yb

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FLAME by Becky Hemsley


"FLAME"
by Becky Hemsley

Striking a match too hard won’t light it.
In fact, it might break it.
And then there will be no light.
Piling too much on a fire won’t keep it lit.
In fact, it might suffocate it.
And then there will be no fire.
Burning a candle constantly won’t keep it burning.
In fact, it will exhaust it.
And then there will be no flame.
Sometimes gently is better.
Sometimes little by little is needed.
Sometimes rest is necessary.
Sometimes gentleness gives us light
and space to breathe.
Sometimes gentleness allows us to come back to life again when we weren’t even sure if we still had that fire in us.
So don’t be too hard on yourself.
Don’t pile on the pressure.
Don’t burn yourself out.
Because your flame can’t stay alive like that.

******** Becky Hemsley 2023
From my fourth collection, here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CHL9MZC1...

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"A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS MARKET, NOT"

"A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS MARKET, NOT" (author unknown) Is there anything less festive than the Christmas markets? Thousands of piss...