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The memories connect the past and the present. Its an entire story, each life. Sometimes the paragraphs are years ongoing, and suddenly the last words are written. Time and life can seem long but there is a connector between the beginning and end. The connector joins each year seamlessly together, and therein lies our memories.   Let me Connect the years…   When I was six, my world seemed vast The swing was how I travelled fast. At ten and twelve I was ready to live my dreams Believing that my life would be all I wanted it to be. Then when sixteen came around, I left home in a rush My time here on earth was a card game holding a straight flush. Well soon enough came eighteen, with a baby on the way Life had many challenges I was preparing to slay. At twenty had two sons, and wishful dreams of ever after, Five years later those dreams were a disaster! The struggle was real, then I turned twenty-eight, My daughter was brewing, a beautiful baby on ...

Photo Credits: unsplash.com/Thom Milkovic   Drop your canopy O Lord, let it fall on the earth. Let it pick up all the people who are suffering and hurt. Let your canopy be big enough, that everyone can fit, Lord please I beg you, allow everyone to see it. Drop your canopy on the ground O Lord, Because some people cannot look up high For these are the people who love you, and without it may surely die. Drop your canopy dear Lord, for the little children to see Especially, the ones who are impoverished and living in poverty Drop your biggest canopy dear God on the earth Let it be enough, like a berth awaiting vessels to sail A mooring prepared with glorious flair, just waiting For the people to get there. Drop it, just drop it on the earth Drop it because you care. Please let your canopy fall dear Lord, because not everyone can see Let the ones who need it most dear Lord, be covered by its safety. Drop your canopy my Lord and Savior, drop it on the...

Photo Credits: unsplash.com/Jiawei Qian   A Canopy of Faith Which I profess My life is a story Of the times, I’ve been blessed. A childhood of joy, mirrored with some pain and sadness But there is always my hope My life in this world.   There are very few times My faith has not been tested Indeed, but for my beloved Jesus My heart would not have rested. This canopy of hope has resulted from my faith The lessons from life Proved my God is great.   I’m covered by a canopy Which keeps me safe at night Giving me protection Cloaking with its light. As my destiny unfolds Let me share this with you Jesus Christ is a canopy; for me and for you. 02/04/2021 Thank you for stopping by. Please share your thoughts with a word or a few - emojis are easy when they're coming from you 😃 ...👍👎😊😐💓🙋😎🌺👊 Eugi's Causerie weekly prompt is inspiration for this poem. Copyright ©2021 Dwordslayer & Donna-Luisa Eversley. All Rights Reserved. ...

  Photo Credits: unsplash.com/Jason Pognacnik There are rainbows in life that tip the scales They come when life happens When good intentions fail. If suddenly you feel sadness and fear Just remember a rainbow is waiting right there. You see, the rain must fall For the grass to grow, And there must be some weather For the waterways to flow. The thunders must sound to keep us cozy inside There must be some noise To help the little children hide. For the rainbow to come, The rain must subside, Cause looking out through the window The colors will come alive. It’s a symbol of hope And a lesson for folks to see, That even when you cry Eventually, you can be happy. The rainbow only comes forward After the rain is in the past, Its your miracle when life happens To say tough times will never last!     19/03/2021 Eugi’sCauserie weekly prompt is the inspiration for this poem. Share your thoughts with a word or a few in the comments...

      Photo Credits: unsplash.com/Steve Halama Do you really want to be extraordinary? Let me go - Not into the light but into the darkness. Let me find that place where others fear to walk. In the light, my light cannot be seen easily. It is in the challenges, That my glow will show, And it takes the fears and greater effort, To find that glorious difference. If I walk into that unknown dark place, It says that I am strong, I am able, I am not giving up, I am not letting go of, Taking chances and looking past risks, Not letting go of hope, trust, Not holding back on forgiveness and love. Walking into that different and dark place, Says that I am not afraid to be, Extraordinary! 14/03/2021 Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt is the inspiration for this poem. Share you thoughts with a word or a few in the comments below - emojis are great also 👊👍👎😊😐💓🙋  or something else...Thank You ! Copyright ©2021 Dwordslayer & Donna-Luisa Eversley. All Rights Reserved.

  Photo Credits: unsplash.com/Denys Nevozhai Let me get to extraordinary Life keeps getting better all the time Makes me smile. There are many places to know, I’m just itching to go. I just want to see everything this world can present at my feet That’s extraordinary. Taking the pencil beyond its sphere, To find what life is doing to me here. I’m at a place that I don’t want forever to keep me, Want to feel the sand, In another land. Touch, taste and see, Want everything for me To be extraordinary!   11/03/2021   Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt is the inspiration for this poem. Share your thoughts with a word or a few, or comment below 👊👍😊😐💓🙋👎  or something else...Thank You! Copyright ©2021 Dwordslayer & Donna-Luisa Eversley. All Rights Reserved.

Photo Credits: unsplash.com/Andrew Baxter/Ella Jardim Dreamcatcher Tales The winds blew hard And the raindrops tip-toed The shutters banged, And the doors blew open. That flash of light, Sails into a bedroom scene The dreamcatcher comes knocking To release your fantasies. Cinderella had her stories Snow White and Rapunzel too. The big book when it opens tells how dreams can come true. With a click of the heels, and red shoes for a prize, The Dreamcatcher comes knocking, to give your surprise. The leprechauns and fairies, Birds, frogs and trees, Tell wonderful stories of how things can be. When the night comes, the enchantment, and hidden surprise, Give life to all the wonders hidden beneath your Dreamcatcher’s eyes. Of the stars and the moon, that play upon your pillow and slumber, flashes the Dreamcatcher Who anticipates your wonders. The butterflies and owls, are the midnights servers and friends, bringing all dreams To a wonderous end. The Dreamcatchers web, holds the horrible tales...

                                      Photo Credits: unsplash.com/Jakob Owens Valentines Day and Love I'm not looking for roses, Don't send me a bouquet. I'm not feeling for your chocolates Don't get me started on even cake I'm not feeling for the date night Nor the sentiments of love Why do you wait on Valentines Day To give me all the above? I'm not feeling for your phone call To ask me out, for dinner this time I'm not waiting for a special song The one, that says "you'll always be mine" I'm not trying to be difficult Really, I'm not sure you can see Why do you wait for Valentines Day To say - I love you, my boo, my baby? I'm not going to try to tell you About all the days you made me cry I'm not even going to give you One more reason, to stay at my side I'm still the person you met so long ago The one you promised to be faithful to Why should I wait for just one day To hear you love me too...

                                             Photo Credits: unsplash.com/Alex Ringer Understanding Life I sit alone and think Wondering about my time here on earth. When we are born It is our death which comes next We walk through this world Not knowing the day, the hour, or the moment, when we will say goodbye. Do you live to die or are dying to live? When life happens, we grow And when death is coming We do not know. Thus, we forget that time is all we have that we hold, purposing ourselves on earth. I sit alone reflecting on, all the folks once judged, maybe also being judged. The unfairness of time, it does not give time for full recompense. There is joy and kindness later on in life, because we learnt from our experiences and lived our lessons well. Can we redo from birth to present? Is there a way to turn back the clock to be- a better human, maybe? Yet the curtain wi...

  We all waited to come through The sudden darkness of 2020. Eager for a new year which would end The plague felt by many. Yet, the future is still unknown, Even though the hope seems certain.   I do not long to see the end of 2020. There was much learned through the Adversity and different changes which Steam-rolled into the present as we know it.   I saw the homeless and the hungry given food By the man with little to spare. And I saw the woman embrace her spouse whom She had not paused to hold in a while. I saw the children struggle to learn amidst a virtual setting With teachers who knew as much as their students, Yet they both learned to understand together. I saw the parents with little knowledge teach their children The art of learning through a struggle to live. Then there was the business owner who realized his staff Were worth much more than he could ever have paid before And I saw the doctors and nurses dig deeper ...

  Speranza I have hope That one day I will sit at my window And look out into the sky Everything will be okay And I will not worry or contemplate My next best move In that moment The strategy of living Will simply be to live. There will be some yellow and orange flowers Somewhere close by And I will gaze at them Enjoying their beauty. Maybe a fly will come buzzing And I won’t chase it away Because in that moment I will have hope I will be in a place of rest Desolation and sadness Will not overcome me As everything will have a moment to be Away from the fervent pace Called life. I have hope That the sounds of Reo Speedwagon Enya and Bryan Adams will linger in the air And I will sing along And the birds will know and sing with me. I have hope that My little window will be Wherever I want it to be And my happiness in The stillness of beauty and time Will be enough While living. I have hope that everything Does n...

 As we come to the end of 2020, checking through archives and sharing some quotes from posts. First comes from one of my favorites "Of Panties and People: Fads and choices" (2018) What are you thoughts on this, as we near the end of another year. How tolerant are you? How open are you to others who think differently? Keep safe and understanding of each other.  Peace and love. Dwordslayer

  Hey world... I’ve been anxious, worried, and afraid. There is a lot of stuff going on this year, and as December draws near, it feels as though I am depleted. There is nothing more I can give. Sleep is hard, because I won’t allow myself the freedom to accept that I’ve been speeding through life, because if I drive slowly, my dreams will leave me. So how are you doing today human? When do you stop pushing yourself beyond what is possible? Who is chasing you when you are chasing your dreams with those ridiculous deadlines set, because your survival is not based on nutrition, but on some standards mere mortals will never attain? Stop. Slow down. Breathe. The eye of the storm is where you need to find calm, peace, and acceptance of self. It is okay to stop because you need to. Let everything that matters become what does not matter because you need to take care of you. Be brave and be vulnerable. Cry. Free yourself of the things that make you anxious, worried, and afraid....

You have a choice today ... To be Kind or Cruel What do you choose? This week I challenge you and me to not look the other way when we encounter an uncomfortable situation with someone in need of help. It does not have to be a destitute person on the street. It can be closer to home or even on Facebook or any social media platform. A day to positively impact others is required. What You choose to do is an action . Hope or nothing. Being indifferent You don't need to share this with anyone, or you can check your inner circle and make this a week where your ripple creates a wave. Pandemic safety - wear your mask / wash hands /social distance /stay at home Have a beautiful week. #kindness #humanity #choices #love Find me on Twitter https://twitter.com/DLE41 or drop me a line on dwordslayer@gmail.com Photo Credit: Matt Collamer unsplash.com Copyright © 2020 Donna-Luisa Eversley and Dwordslayer. All Rights Reserved.

You are entitled to Your happiness! Yes, that's right, you actually own the rights to your happiness. You have a choice every day, to wake up and smile. You can be happy at the beginning of the day, and during the day, and yes, before you go to sleep, it’s okay to be happy. During this year 2020, the world has fallen to its knees. Everyone, in all countries of the world are focused on something we have no control over. The Coronavirus Covid_19 has become a common denominator in conversations. It’s the one thing we can agree matters to most of us, and our families. It has become of source of fear, a sense of dread, and even a mood of hope. In the darkest moments we can find hope. The Fear is based on what we don’t know, and because there seems to be a lot of certainty surrounding a cure. While the World Health Organization (WHO) has given general and basic guidelines for global management, it’s the managing or lack thereof which triggers fear. The sense of dread is rea...

A culture of misinformation I did not know what mental illness really was until I was close to twenty. Before, I thought mental illness was something which resulted from a deficiency at birth and was genetic. This thought scared me as I grew up knowing my mother, grand mother and great grandmother were ‘mad’, as we were told from a tender age. My mother was the first of five children and my grandmother was one of more than five, and my great grandmother was also from a large family. No one told us about mental illness or what caused it or why it happened. I simply thought it was an unfortunate curse on at least one member of the family, and prayed to never 'get it'!  Some of the 'folklore facts' I grew up with were;   If you kept your problems to yourself you would ‘overload’ and go crazy. If you fell too much in love you would go crazy. If you had too many bills you would go crazy. If you had no friends you would go crazy. If you were too ‘bright’ in s...

A Frantic Call "Please help me. She just stood at the door with a knife in hand. I can't live with her anymore." Panic and fear sounded through the phone. Its 2:30 am. (After a lot of drama, she returned to house, as though that call was never made)! There was a lot of uncertainty when that call was received. Did it really happen, or was my mother  creating a situation because she did not get what she wanted from my elder sister? Was it a hallucination - it happens a lot more with her aging. Trying to figure out truth from fiction with mentally ill people can be hard.  In this case, it was a variation of the truth. My sister claims she thought someone was outside, and armed herself, while questioning mom about a scholarship she never received. As for my mother, she ran out of the house into the darkness afraid for her life, as my sister followed - afraid for her. Does this make sense? No it does not, but it happened just over a year ago.  According to Google, ...