Poetry

Silent Observer

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FOWC With Fandango — Background

I sit in the background letting things pass me by,
Watching the world dance, as I quietly sigh.
Moments unfold like a delicate thread,
Stories are spoken, but I stay unsaid.

The laughter of children, the whispers of trees,
The clamor of city, the sound of the breeze.
I gather the pieces, the fragments of light,
While shadows of time blend the day into night.

Each face tells a story, each tear has a tale,
In the corners of silence, where dreams often sail.
Though the world rushes forward, I remain still,
A keeper of secrets, in time’s gentle thrill.

Yet in this stillness, I find my own voice,
A quiet resilience, a powerful choice.
For in the backdrop, a heart beats with grace,
Embracing the moments, finding my place.

Poetry

Dreams in a Silly Little World

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In a roosted fringe, where the wild birds sing,
A ruby beat rushes, a joyful thing.
Shame flies away on the wings of faith,
As peaks in the distance wear a crown of wraith.

A spot by the heart, where laughter takes flight,
Under the stars, everything feels just right.
So dance with a smile, let your spirits beam,
In this silly little world, we live in a dream!

Poetry

Urban Hunt

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Oh, the joys of searching for parking,
Never an easy task to tackle,
Frustration often seems to follow.

As I navigate the crowded streets,
Hoping for a spot that feels like a win.
Oh, the joys of searching for parking.

With every turn, my patience wears thin.
I scan the curbs, my hopes on the rise,
Never an easy task to tackle,

Dreaming of freedom beneath open skies.
As empty spaces dance just out of reach.
Frustration often seems to follow.

Poetry

Ocean Beckoning

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Special thanks to my collaborator on this Rengay, Anthony

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Shallow warm water.
Very salty to the taste.
Greets, in steady waves.

Nature’s beauty on display,
Sunshine sparkling on the sea.


-AAA/MAD 07/17/2024

Commentary

The Daily Extra # 79

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50 years ago, on September 5, 1975

Frank Fools Crow, an Oglala Lakota spiritual leader and medicine man, led the opening prayer for a session of the U.S. Senate, making him the first native American religious leader to do so. He spoke the invocation in Lakota

Poetry

The Whispers of the Meadow Tree

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In a meadow stood a tall tree,
With branches that danced wild and free.
It whispered to the breeze,
With rustling leaves as it pleased,
A sentinel of joy, so carefree!

Poetry

Infesting Thoughts

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Bothered by the infest of thoughts

A nuisance that never seems to fade

Chasing peace, but it cannot be caught

These worries, in my mind, have made a trade

7/30/24

Poetry

Solitary Moments

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Solitary moments stretch into eternity,
As I yearn for a connection, a sense of fraternity,
Kept away from the laughter and the cheer,
I seek solace in the silence, holding my dear.

7/26/24

Commentary

The Daily Extra # 78

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Mindful Moment

Did you know ironing could be a mindfulness practice? Focus on the weight of an iron as you extend your arm back and forth and notice how the fabric changes as you iron out the wrinkles. Stay present, and when your mind wanders, use your senses to come back to the moment

Poetry

The Fear

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Special thanks to my collaborator on this Rengay, Anthony mylovexpressionsblog.wordpress.com

Overcrowded places.
Bring out my anxiety.
Remember to breathe.
Don’t let it overwhelm you.
Just be brave and keep going…
-MAD/AAA 07/21/2024