May there be light. May there always be light. Especially for our friends in Ukraine today.
My first Reblog comes compliments of Goff and Cindy on the occasion of introducing me to the fun game of Emojiku. Anyone can participate. How about it? Oh yes, there are rules. Please follow along. *smile*
Are you happy? Or are you one who thinks that happiness is yet to come to you? Say, after you achieve such and such a thing? Or perhaps you feel that you are not deserving of happiness? That everyone gets a quota on happiness, and since you already experienced some once, you've already met yours. Or perhaps you feel you need to give up something -- which you're not ready to give up yet -- to get you there? Or, and this is the saddest, perhaps you're clinging on to old beliefs, sabotaging you from getting you to that happy place? Here's the thing, you are deserving of happiness.
Bare trees wink and murmur sweet poetry to me. Do your remember this one: ... A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in Summer wear A nest of robins in her hair..." Joyce Kilmer.
I was gifted a poem from that place from whence poems come. It's to raise global awareness. I will not fight the way this one turned out, but if you have better ideas, would you kindly share them with me? I want to learn. Thanks. xoxo
A nonsense poem is what I was going for: something like Jabberwocky, you know. But this is what resulted. For sure, I'm no Lewis Carroll, or Mary Oliver. I'm just Selma and I don't need saving. *wink*
Do you know any nobodies? People that manage to whisper the words you feel unfit to speak/write? Let me tell you of one nobody I know. She wrote of universal 'feels' that reflect back at me. Childhood. Please enjoy.
Thanks for coming. I wish you miracles.
The rain brought me something I wouldn't have discovered on my own. A Victorian poem that rolled beautifully from my tongue: The Lady of Shalott. See what you think.
This poem titled "Impermanence" is about our Moon nearing the melting point. A sad reality for all. The only thing that could save us is if we change our ways and think more seriously about our carbon footprints. I hope you like it.
All those constructs that restrict, all those 'social norms' that hold us back. May we find fortitude to chisel them away. In nibbles, perhaps.
Every day is a blessing, a small miracle. Notice it.