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Am proud of you my loved one…

I am proud of you my loved one,
can’t fail your name to mention,
your care to me is like of a mother,
to her lovely firstborn daughter,
Checking on her regularly,
To find out what disturbs her.

I am proud of you my loved one,
you brought smiles on my face day one,
And my agonies vanished like morning dew,
And you opened a new page of life for us,
And I forgot the tears of pain,
for the love that you gave me.

I am proud of you my loved one,
Am not ashamed to walk with You in town,
you are beautiful in body and character,
wise in Thinking and deciding,
your wisdom is more than of a serpent,

Am proud of you my loved one,
let’s walk out in the sun,
And in sweet waters of the coast,
And remember our troubles no more,
better are days to come than gone,
The future is brighter my love,
Am proud of you my love.

Burnt Almond Sky by mark tulin

Originally posted in Crow On The Wire.

It’s been a week now. Still surrounded by wildfires in Santa Barbara. The sky keeps changing colors. The sun,when visible, is an ominous red-orange. The mask that I wear still wraps tightly around my face. Smoke and ash are everywhere.

As the California wildfires keep burning, so do my poems.

Have You Ever?


QUESTIONS, questions…if we try to understand existence and its origin, we will only get more questions than answers to it. However, I read a quote that said: “There is no stupid question because stupid people don’t ask questions.” Hence, regardless, if we find the piece that will complete the puzzle or not, we must ask – inquire to see if it will get us anywhere. Otherwise, according to a Chinese proverb: He who asks questions remains a fool for five minutes; he who does not ask remains a fool forever.”

If you are fond of asking questions, then you might want to visit my website https://harpingbyapixiecom.wordpress.com/. I do not have answers for you. But I have lotsa questions which you might have an answer. Who knows?

Thanks again for reading. Light and love. Be happy.

How to tell if a poem  has fallen into you. Poetry by Theresa Williams

How to tell if a poem

has fallen into you.


It rhymes.

It doesn’t rhyme.

all of this pedantic

thoroughly researched

or last minute.

alas i fall into you

like a sheet of paper crumpled

tossed aside

or in

that was not a metaphor.

street sweeper rumbles by


ego rules my

thumb delete

backspace into nothing

a storybook character


more real than

me now i lost in poem


thumb delete

backspace nothing

like a game character


more real than

me and now i lost

track  [in poem]


©Theresa Williams



The Devil’s Dance by mark tulin

Originally posted in Crow On The Wire.

The California wildfires are ripping through the Southern California coast as we speak burning homes and displacing families.

Road of Thought!


Once on the side of road

Mixed voices like a roar

Hitting my ears

Echoing continuously

Uttering a monotonous sound

Like screaming of a

Restless cloud

That cloud was about to bring

Drops of gleeful spring

They were about to release

From the cage of gloomy womb

But in the middle of the way

They were hit my doubtful rays

That stopped them in their way

And they break their journey halfway

They deceived spring

They detached with other fellow beings

Because of this twisted turn

There was a flare roar

Not on the road

But inside me in the inner soul

That was screeching inside

Pronouncing vehemently

You have to accomplish

What you determined

Discard every thought

Of any compromise

You have to achieve your pie!

With Love!

Firdous Zahra

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