There are some beautiful murals in Philly. This one is my favorite! (Taken on iPhone). I Heart Photography.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Mural Art in Philly
There are some beautiful murals in Philly. This one is my favorite! (Taken on iPhone). I Heart Photography.
She teaches me courage..
Children have an innocence and courage that adults admire and also resent (at time). We had it once and I find myself always in the company of young people in hopes of embracing their "energy". I believe they have much to teach us about courage and love. The photo above was taken by my (adopted) niece Taylor Givens. She has an amazing spirit. She took this photo with my camera. I see an artist in the making (wink,wink).
With courage,
RPoet
Thursday, December 10, 2009
just a thought..
We learn to heal
the moment after we suffer
We learn to forgive
the day we accept and move forward
We learn to love
the minute we say-I'm ready
with love,
RPoet
the moment after we suffer
We learn to forgive
the day we accept and move forward
We learn to love
the minute we say-I'm ready
with love,
RPoet
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i dont have much to write. simply to say that metaphors touch my heart. like the way my nephew does. when he smiles and shows
his cute baby teeth. he has a gap on his two front teeth that resemble his fathers, my brother, my blood.
His two dimples. A gift from my brother and I. We each gave him ours to fill him with the love we never had.
He smiles. And smiles. Not a care in the world. A love so strong that I begin to wonder if that love always existed but kept inside this little boy until we were ready to embrace. He moves me.
verbs move me. acting.walking.writing.talking. they move me to choose my decisions. i choose. i act. i think. i'm happy. I choose my nephew. I choose love.
With courage,
RPoet
his cute baby teeth. he has a gap on his two front teeth that resemble his fathers, my brother, my blood.
His two dimples. A gift from my brother and I. We each gave him ours to fill him with the love we never had.
He smiles. And smiles. Not a care in the world. A love so strong that I begin to wonder if that love always existed but kept inside this little boy until we were ready to embrace. He moves me.
verbs move me. acting.walking.writing.talking. they move me to choose my decisions. i choose. i act. i think. i'm happy. I choose my nephew. I choose love.
With courage,
RPoet
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Why is it so hard to be happy?
I cannot simmer in the feeling of bliss for too long.
It just doesn't seem to come naturally to me.
But don't we all deserve to be happy?
Yes, we do.
We all do.
I worry that it is always so temporary so I try to rush through it.
I don't want to get too comfortable.
I deserve to have all the blessings I asked for
As friends that know me really well ya'll know I can be very hard on myself.
I just can't do it. BE happy.
I get so uncomfortable and dismissive
I am really the twin of debbie the downer
Always bringing myself down when folks who love me try to bring me up
I must remember I'm worthy!
with courage,
RPoet
I cannot simmer in the feeling of bliss for too long.
It just doesn't seem to come naturally to me.
But don't we all deserve to be happy?
Yes, we do.
We all do.
I worry that it is always so temporary so I try to rush through it.
I don't want to get too comfortable.
I deserve to have all the blessings I asked for
As friends that know me really well ya'll know I can be very hard on myself.
I just can't do it. BE happy.
I get so uncomfortable and dismissive
I am really the twin of debbie the downer
Always bringing myself down when folks who love me try to bring me up
I must remember I'm worthy!
with courage,
RPoet
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