Search

Smell The Coffee

Wake Up!

What is Peace?

That I do not retire to a hospital bed nor call out from the innards of a jail cell never having creditors at my door or wallow in the mire of despair .... this- is peace to me That my... Continue Reading →

Advertisements

Zugzwang

I have a question for the universe; I ask why it's so easy to forgive others and yet difficult to forgive oneself Olive branches from olive trees need deeper roots for forgiveness to flow ...or a spiritual zugzwang ensues ©Vivian... Continue Reading →

Where’s The Power?

Do I wear a badge of honor or conceal my shield of faith? Do I let my light pierce the darkness with searing screams or hide it under a bushel? It's hard to know which- in a world distracted by... Continue Reading →

Riches in Disguise

“The best index to a person's character is how he treats people who can't do him any good, and how he treats people who can't fight back.”― Abigail Van Buren When we think of riches, we think of wealth and... Continue Reading →

Trying not to End

The above image is from The New Yorker with the caption : “A few of us are going out after work to pretend it’s not the end of the world, if you want to join us.” Do you remember the days... Continue Reading →

Mental Health Awareness- Poems 2019

It's Mental Health Awareness Week in the UK. I'm supporting in the best way I know how....with ink! Please share this post or any of these poems with someone who looks like they need it. Let's be there for each... Continue Reading →

A Walk in the Park (Not)

"Life is fair" (they never said) "A walk in the park!" (like they never crowed) "A picnic of strawberries and cream!" (as though they never crooned) And yet for all its anguish life is still precious ..with....every..ragged...breath.. you.. take ©Vivian... Continue Reading →

The Line

Tracing the line between love and hate Both- so closely knit -not together -neither apart but enough to tickle the finger of fate A line that can only be discerned by a shredded heart -to which scars have added much... Continue Reading →

SHOES

Shoes are the strangest

No one else can walk in mine

So can’t criticise

View original post

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑