at her feet
is no place
I wrote this for a prompt from #FieryVerse on January 6, 2017. If you are on Twitter, follow me to see these the same day that I write them. Don’t forget, while it’s easier to like and share on Twitter, you can like and share my blog posts as well.
she was handed a book
she read the book and that
is when the seeds of freedom were planted
Watching someone learn and grow while reading a book is a cool thing. Watching someone change their behaviour because of a book is cool too. Today is International Literacy Day; consider giving someone a book as a gift. If they can’t read, offer to help them find a class in their area that will teach them.
Freedom is not merely the opportunity to do as one pleases; neither is it merely the opportunity to choose between set alternatives. Freedom is, first of all, the chance to formulate the available choices, to argue over them — and then, the opportunity to choose. -C.Wright Mills
I completely and totally agree with this quote.
I bared my soul to you
I pulled back my collar and showed my skin
You told me you liked what you saw
Now my shirt is off
If you don’t like the view –
I have freed myself of these heavy garments
I like the feeling and the look on your face
Now I reach for my skirt –
I cannot be stopped
I am glad to see I have over 300 followers in only 6 months. I don’t know if that is good or sad, but it makes me happy. I am happy to have a venue to share my poems, and I am happy to see like-minded people enjoying them. Its been good for me on several levels. It’s been 6 months and 41 posts of delight for me. I hope you all stick around and keep enjoying what I have to give.