#NovemberNotes Day 8/Photo Challenge: Poem – English Sonnet – “How Sweet the Sound” #amwriting #poetry #photochalldnge


Today’s November Notes Prompt song for day 8 is “Broken Vessels” by Hillsong United. I’m combining the song Prompt with the NEKNEERAJ from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie weekly Photo Challenge.

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Broken Vessels” – Hillsong United

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“Oh I can see you now

Oh I can see the love in Your eyes

Laying yourself down

Raising up the broken to life

You take our failure

You take our weakness

You set Your treasure

In jars of clay

So take this heart, Lord

I’ll be Your vessel

The world to see

Your life in me

Amazing grace

How sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me

I once was lost

But now I’m found

Was blind but now I see.”

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I know that everyone must one day go on,

And the love in your eyes, Lord it beckons.

You lay yourself down, we trampled your crown.

And you raised up pieces of hearts broken.

They thought your treasure was locked and vaulted,

That deeds, the law paved way to your glory.

Such grace in death your spirit undaunted,

You butchered death, wretches in Hell’s gory.

Amazing grace, the blind now see victory,

In time’s beginning, the clock stopped — you’d won,

We’re Jars of clay, holding your spoils; mystery —

That you were God, and human too, all in one.

People turn but you burn the veil, so none can hide,

Humans children, as your vessels revived.

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Notable Quotes June Part One #pinterest quotes 


Yay! Time for quotes again. Hope you are all well and find a piece of inspiration here from one of these notable lines. 

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Sunday Photo Fiction: Poem – Wrapped Refrain (1) – “The End of The Dock” #amwriting #poetry #flashfiction #mentalhealth


Thanks to Alistair Forbes for hosting SPF.

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At the end of the dock, will she find —

Her own end? Will she find a kind —

Soul who wants to save a lost one?

There’s nothing new under the sun,

She doesn’t want to reach the dock’s ledge to jump —

Into water, to drown, heart ceasing its thumping. 

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No one thinks they could reach this point,

No one sees beyond their own point.

Blind to the sad, anxious hoping,

Someone will throw her a life rope.

If she knew how to swim, maybe she could fight back?

Maybe she could cling to life even when attacked?

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She’s no superheroe who’s bent,

On killing her nemesis.

Her demons struggle within hid,

She keeps them sealed under tight lid.

Support her, help her, light the shadow of the lost,

No one knows when she cries, it’s not easy to stop.

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Waves inside her — tempestuous

They’re crippling waves, regardless

Beyond her sadness, waking up,

Worse than ignorance unjust.

Your lack of thought, with no empathy — she’s pleading,

You don’t try to learn or listen, she keeps bleeding.

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She said,”Not to judge a book by —

It’s pretty cover, how it looks.”

She pleads, “Listen to Atticus,

Walk around in my skin,” pick —

Wisely how you react; she’s scared of descending,

At the end of the dock, desperate to not be.

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Three Line Tales: Missed The Rocks #3LineTales #fiction 


Thanks to Sonya of Only 100 Words for hosting a#3LineTales:

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Darkness was stealing the light of day, taking my weary breath away; I prayed while the cold, careless ocean ripped my feet from the pathway of stone I stumbled down, attempting to reach the lighthouse door. 

The storm raged and the sound of thunder, a giant drum rumbled and the clash of lightening frightened me; but above me the lighthouse torch glimmered, a shining beacon glowing in the dark for any passing ship –in my heart grew hope dimly. 
I wondered how the Captain of the grand ship approaching, could see when the night was black and the shadow seemed to overcome us both; but I, as was the ships Captain, was blind to think darkness could swallow light; as the gleam of the lighthouse blended with the dawn, I was thankful to have survived a dreadful night, stuck outside the lighthouse door, no one to hear my quivering knocks; the storm surrounded me and roared while I witnessed the grand ship barely miss the rocks — the lighthouse torch grew brighter, just in time. 

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Poem: Rondel – ” Thoughts too Deep” #wordhighjuly #poetry



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Contemplate and speculate, 

Absorbed in careful thoughts explore.

Searching within, why am I torn?

Decisions difficult await.

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I’m no philosopher ruminating,

Wonder without, within my core.

Contemplate and speculate.

Absorbed in careful thoughts explore.

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Thinking, wears one out, unsated, 

Answers true or some folklore.

Scientific explanation, something more?

Faith and the heart have their say made.

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Contemplate and speculate 

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What is wrong and what is done right?

Consumed by such thoughts of inner voice.

The problem: always, forever, having choice

Sometimes the wish to never think fights.

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Float away, grace whirlpool, without sight.

Easier to be blind than make your choice.

What is wrong and what is done right?

Consumed by such thoughts of inner voice.

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Is there strength in your heart, might? 

Or do you follow whoever’s voice? 

Let others think for you, make choices.

Choosing right, requires foresight.

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What is wrong and what is done right? 

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Sunday Photo Fiction: Nearsighted Daredevils.


There is a game we play, a dangerous thrilling dare. You can’t have perfect vision to play. In fact, if your eyes are enormously nearsighted you’ll have greater fun.

Your heart will pound as the adrenaline rushes through you. You’ve taken out your contacts and are wearing your glasses as you approach the road. When it’s your turn remove your glasses and prepare.

We’re all standing by the freeway and there aren’t many vehicles going by, but the ones that drive past are going at incredibly high speeds. When your visions poor, the lights from the headlights and taillights change, are gigantic blobs and lines of colour.

Step up to that yellow line that marks where the side of the road ends and the actual fourlane road begins. If you squint, you can make out the yellow line on the otherside, your goal.

Now walk across the road, go fast. You only see a blur of lights and motion. You’re blind remember? Your eyes -9.75. If you cross the road and don’t get hit you win, your body riding high on endorphins. 

Such a fun game for stupid daredevils to play; at least until your bestfriend ends up dead.

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Thanks to Alistair Forbes for hosting SPF.

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Poem: Free Verse – “Just Go”


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I want to just go, 

Travel somewhere,

Where waterfalls splash,

And swimming is the norm.

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I want to just go,

See the Duomo in Florence.

Walk the streets of Milan.

See so much art, I’m blinded.

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I want to just go,

View waters so blue.

See Coral reefs glow.

Relax in the sand.

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I want to just go,

Shop silk scarves, leather shoes,

Barter and buy,

Even though I’ve been taken.

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I want to just go,

Drink bellinies and Margaritas,

Do a few shots straight tequila,

Sit on the deck, by the pool.

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I want to just go,

Hike the trail through fiolage,

Pretend I’ve no allergies,

See the sunset at night.

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I want to just go,

But limitations stop me,

Energy and time,

Money and people too.

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I want to just go,

Someday I’ll break free.

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