I was once a lad with upturned lips Afloat but scared of sinking waves That swelled over society’s brink and Quenchless flames that on my bosom die. #anxiety
Happy Fun Fri-Yayyy my friends! I can’t believe our launch party is tomorrow of my Book RE-CREATE & CELEBRATE and it will available for sale on … Fun Fri-Yayyy Book…
There's a corollary between life and death and I attempt to express its relationship in today's poems. Hope you see what I mean. Enjoy.
Rosa Parks was 42 y.o then, and the only tired she was, was tired of giving in. Here's a little nugget of wisdom you can use from the first lady of civil rights.
Sweetness is all around us but sometimes we fail to see. Perhaps we're missing it because we're disregarding one crucial place? See what Rumi says.
... because these four points matter if we want to live in a kind world.
No two lives follow the same trajectory, but all our lives lead us on the same journey: Life. So today, I share something I know about getting closer to world peace. Won't you share your thoughts too?
Today is a national holiday in Japan, in celebration of all young people turning 20 years old this year. Today, each city celebrates their young and if you ever wish…
All Rights Reserved © Selma Martin 2021 Folklore inspired by a grasshopper that landed on my head. A red-legged, pale grasshopper, her life’s purpose completed, came to say ‘sayonara’ to me, and I saw beauty in the encounter: how beautiful this cycle accepted with reverence. May we learn more from these fragile creatures whose offspring we'll see in the summer.
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Pouring my heart out and wishing a Happy Birthday to my daddy who's snug safely in my heart, and to who I dedicate this poem around All Hallows' Eve when we remember our dearly departed ones.
Let’s “Go Placidly” into world peace. May I suggest a reread of DESIDERATA By Max Ehrmann © 1927 Original text “…Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.”