New day
Moondust in the eye
I scoop her glistening tears
And cup their wonder in parched palms
I walk the barren way
Is this the elixir of a soul
Each drop blooms a flower
Lillies from the slab
Daisies in the can
Dreams may grow anywhere
With a tear
With a kindness

Today’s Tiny Treasure
A chilly breeze blows across the apartment through large, open windows. We find ourselves observing the shifting seasons, passengers through time Our senses tingle at winter's birth... Coninue reading here: Windows or fourth dimension by skepticskaddish

Hey everyone. Happy Sunday. Just one more week of exams for me. I’ll be done on 27th Jan, then I can finish the beta copy of my novel. Todays Tiny Treasure is a real treat. Follow the link and read, and if you like it, don’t be shy to leave a like and a comment.
I wanted to post something today but I’ve been busy studying so I shared a poem from my twitter(follow me there too). I’ll be writing again after Friday but I will share a couple of poems during the week.
Looking forward to your thoughts.
Shalom
Namaste
Namarie

A beautiful poem Jude. All the best for your exams.
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Thank you, Sadje.🌼
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You’re most welcome
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Wishing you every success with your exams, Jude. We will be thinking of you!
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Thanks so much, Jaye.🌼
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All the best for your exams, my friend
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Thanks a lot Maria🌼
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Using the tear as a metaphor for growth using these words is so enlightening. Thanks 🙂
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Thank you for appreciating. Glad you liked it.🙏🏾✨
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I did indeed, very welcome 🙂
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I love the idea of ‘moon dust in eye’, beautiful imagery. Thank you for this.
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Thank you so much for saying so.🙏🏾✨
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You are most generously welcome!
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Wishing you all the best in your exams, Jude. Beautiful poems with stunning imagery!
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Thank you, Eugi🌼
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Beautiful poetry as always, Jude! Thanks for sharing!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Thank you so much, Yvette.🌼
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Dreams may grow anywhere…so true. Wonderful photo too. (K)
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Thank you so much, K🌼
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What a lovely poem, Jude!
I like the picture of the marigold growing in a pothole too. It reminds me of when a California Poppy grew out of a crack between the street and the curb in front of a place I used to work. I was even more impressed that people let it be and didn’t take the flowers or the plant entirely for themselves either!
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Thank you so much, Melanie. It really does have powerful symbolism.
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This picture of a flower 🌹🌼 that grows up on top of a rock concrete..means a lot divinely good in my life compere man to this flower 🌻🌹 example I am a rose 🌹 that grows from the concrete mean a wealthy rich man that God bless divinely out of nothing ..nice picture I really love the picture
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Alas I can’t claim credit for the picture. Got it off google images but im happy it has such a meaningful symbolism for you.
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Wow
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