by Prasanta | Sep 26, 2018 | Friendship, God's love, My Guest Posts, Rejection, Truth
The feeling of being left out hit me in the pit of my stomach; once again, I felt rejected. I was blaming others for their rejection of me, but there was a deeper issue. I remember the day a friend named it in me, asking me why it seemed I wanted to run from her. I...
by Prasanta | Sep 22, 2018 | Poetry, Quotes
(photo source: unsplash) Poetry is language used with intensity. It is not, as so many suppose, decorative speech. Poets tell us what our eyes, blurred with too much gawking, and our ears, dulled with too much chatter, miss around and within us. Poets use words...
by Prasanta | Sep 22, 2018 | Poetry
by Prasanta | Sep 19, 2018 | Beauty, Change, Life, Seasons, Summer, Wordless Wednesday
Late Summer Roses But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold. – Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will all agree). The Rose the queen of...
by Prasanta | Sep 10, 2018 | Poetry, poets, Uncategorized
Messenger by Mary Oliver My work is loving the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums. Here the clam deep in the speckled sand. Are my boots old? Is my coat torn? Am I...
by Prasanta | Sep 8, 2018 | Five Minute Friday, Journey, Rainy Days
A Shift With Rain A long wind brushes its fingers through the trees in a stretched whisper. On occasion, it moves angrily, and other times, it shakes and howls at the windowpanes. The long whispers flutter sweetly, softly, welcoming the listener into the...
