Carpe Diem #901 fields

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hard work, tough labour
planting rice is never fun
rice fields provide food

strawberries

children laugh and run
you and me busy kissing
strawberry field

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the English Garden
taking clothes off in summer
the feeling of freedom

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

 

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Prompt 93 – Finding Peace

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Finding my peace
Got to remain as one piece
It’s inside me
The key is being free
No pressure
It’s normal to err
With pure heart
That’s a good start
Count my blessing
Every day I could sing
Accept what life brings
Do my best, on what springs

The oasis of serenity
When everything’s at peace
When I can breathe again
The joy of being here
The freedom I feel
Of love and happiness

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

 

For: Prompt 93 – Finding Peace

Spring and Winter ii by William Shakespeare

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fresh snow

WHEN icicles hang by the wall,
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail,
When blood is nipp’d, and ways be foul,
Then nightly sings the staring owl,
To-whit!
To-who!–a merry note,
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

When all aloud the wind doe blow,
And coughing drowns the parson’s saw,
And birds sit brooding in the snow,
And Marian’s nose looks red and raw,
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl,
Then nightly sings the staring owl,
To-whit!
To-who!–a merry note,
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

 

For: Nurt Thursday – Be Softer

Dance Me To The End Of Love by Leonard Cohen

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Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic ’til I’m gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We’re both of us beneath our love, we’re both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I’m gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

 

For: Nurt Thursday – Decide