#NoPoo Book 1 An ode to Gabriel
The last appreciations of a cool night's breeze
the cool wind rustles
it's the last
of those breezes
that soothe
calming the night
to a pleasant slumber
and reminding
to be exactly this—
in the moment
aware
and intently appreciative
of now
letting tomorrow,
just be—
tomorrow.
#Nopoo 4/3/21 (143)
the cool wind rustles
it's the last
of those breezes
that soothe
calming the night
to a pleasant slumber
and reminding
to be exactly this—
in the moment
aware
and intently appreciative
of now
letting tomorrow,
just be—
tomorrow.
#Nopoo 4/3/21 (143)
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The Calling Of Destiny
Please listen to this its an awesome inspiration, we all have a story to tell, a time when we need more than words…
This has been my greatest inspiration song from the beginning of attempting to lasso that Master’s Degree in Nursing with emphasis in Forensic Psychology, I am two months from that long winded, tiresome, and self-sacrificing goal.
I can still remember the night I literally got down on my kness after getting out the shower, dripping wet over my Persian carpet, still slightly tipsy off a glass of Moet, and asked my Heavenly Creator, should I continue my education after becoming complacent at a Bachelor’s Degree level and the challenge in my life was just not there any longer.
I am not saying it has been easy, it has been hard as hell, please excuse the less than perfect pun, and yes, there was a time I was about to give up, the need to say I’m done, forget it, let the chips fall as they may, thinking I got mine and I’m doing okay, in addition, the studies become tedious, and harder in its complexities, and time consuming, I became burned out from my position as a Director of Nursing and during an unexpected pandemic, it all became too much…too much. However, by the grace of my Creator, I was able to advance and have a year deferred to continue my studies.
Therefore, whatever you are going through in your life, stand on your convictions, hang in there, and have faith.
After listening to this song... I do hope for you there is renewed hope, or a sense of mental clarity…please trust that oath, I am the testimony to that.
It’s only a matter of time, cause I can see the finish line, my victory is days away, so I’m get ready…
Happy Resurrection Day DUP
Disclaimer, I do not own the rights to this song, for selling, reproducing, or to infringe upon its copyrights, it is solely utilized for the purpose to entertain
NoPoo #117 (04-04-21)
found, in ad infinitum
a discovery
of hidden places
stretching towards ad infinitum
reaching deep—
within and through
grasping at shreds of time
forth, back
then past to present;
to fervently rising
in this, a majestic wonder
sanguine within our conjoined atmosphere
of malleable to dense
and of knotted to undone
located of the heart
beating in wisest laughter, desire
and a cosmic truth
unquestioning
betwixt each and every beat
as light-years travel in
one gaze
one breath
one stroke
one kiss
one beg
exquisitely imbuing
their forever expanding cosmos
#Nopoo 4/4/21 (144)
a discovery
of hidden places
stretching towards ad infinitum
reaching deep—
within and through
grasping at shreds of time
forth, back
then past to present;
to fervently rising
in this, a majestic wonder
sanguine within our conjoined atmosphere
of malleable to dense
and of knotted to undone
located of the heart
beating in wisest laughter, desire
and a cosmic truth
unquestioning
betwixt each and every beat
as light-years travel in
one gaze
one breath
one stroke
one kiss
one beg
exquisitely imbuing
their forever expanding cosmos
#Nopoo 4/4/21 (144)
Anonymous
an accustomed surrender of dazzling light
the last time
I thought
I wouldn't notice much
that the air you breathed
tempered with distinct surrender,
lustrous brightness dimmed,
I muse,
as a honoring
or a bit
of darkened foreshadowing
my reticence—
a reserve of much too polite
forgetting to say...
what I knew
I should have
but didn't.
this time, though
my redemption
is now tempered
in that remembered surrender
still, aching with loss
but bittersweet,
as now —
you know.
#Nopoo 4/5/21 (145)
the last time
I thought
I wouldn't notice much
that the air you breathed
tempered with distinct surrender,
lustrous brightness dimmed,
I muse,
as a honoring
or a bit
of darkened foreshadowing
my reticence—
a reserve of much too polite
forgetting to say...
what I knew
I should have
but didn't.
this time, though
my redemption
is now tempered
in that remembered surrender
still, aching with loss
but bittersweet,
as now —
you know.
#Nopoo 4/5/21 (145)
