All posts filed under: Reflect

Reflections: Enjoying the Summer

July 29 / 17 No poetry, no short story, no post….no nothing. Just take the time to enjoy the summer. Kids that means you because school is just around the corner. Be thankful and happy to enjoy your vacation with family and friends or to just be creative. Enjoy the rest of your weekend, be always blessed.                           Image source: Best Wallpapers & WallpaperSafar Advertisements

Reflections: Summer Short Story

June 27 / 17 Hello, all. It’s that time again and since summer has arrived, might as well keep up with the summer theme. Found a sci-fi short story titled All Summer In A Day by Ray Bradbury. It was published in the March 1954 issue of The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction. I hope you like it…. cred: http://www.btboces.org All Summer in a Day By Ray Bradbury “Ready ?” “Ready.” “Now ?” “Soon.” “Do the scientists really know? Will it happen today, will it ?” “Look, look; see for yourself !” The children pressed to each other like so many roses, so many weeds, intermixed, peering out for a look at the hidden sun. It rained. It had been raining for seven years; thousands upon thousands of days compounded and filled from one end to the other with rain, with the drum and gush of water, with the sweet crystal fall of showers and the concussion of storms so heavy they were tidal waves come over the islands. A thousand forests had been …

Reflections: Hello Summer

May 31 / 17 Summer – Poem by Louise Gluck Remember the days of our first happiness, how strong we were, how dazed by passion, lying all day, then all night in the narrow bed, sleeping there, eating there too: it was summer, it seemed everything had ripened at once. And so hot we lay completely uncovered. Sometimes the wind rose; a willow brushed the window. But we were lost in a way, didn’t you feel that? The bed was like a raft; I felt us drifting far from our natures, toward a place where we’d discover nothing. First the sun, then the moon, in fragments, stone through the willow. Things anyone could see. Then the circles closed. Slowly the nights grew cool; the pendant leaves of the willow yellowed and fell. And in each of us began a deep isolation, though we never spoke of this, of the absence of regret. We were artists again, my husband. We could resume the journey.                         …

Reflections: Staggerlee wonders by James Baldwin

Feb. 27 / 17 Hello! I wanted to share a poem by James Baldwin to celebrate Black History. Notice that I didn’t say Black History Month. Black History, Native, Hispanic, Asian…..is all American History.  Staggerlee wonders – Poem by James Baldwin I always wonder what they think the niggers are doing while they, the pink and alabaster pragmatists, are containing Russia and defining and re-defining and re-aligning China, nobly restraining themselves, meanwhile, from blowing up that earth which they have already blasphemed into dung: the gentle, wide-eyed, cheerful ladies, and their men, nostalgic for the noble cause of Vietnam, nostalgic for noble causes, aching, nobly, to wade through the blood of savages— ah—! Uncas shall never leave the reservation, except to purchase whisky at the State Liquor Store. The Panama Canal shall remain forever locked: there is a way around every treaty. We will turn the tides of the restless Caribbean, the sun will rise, and set on our hotel balconies as we see fit. The natives will have nothing to complain about, indeed, they …

Reflections: Don’t Give Up On Your Creativity

October 29 / 16 Morning! The end of October is already here and it’s time to reflect. I have a piece of wisdom to pass along to you. It’s not long, but you’ll feel inspired by it. For those of you who are traditional artists, musicians, filmmakers, graphic artists, writers, all forms of creativity, this is a subject I’m sure you have come across. We are creative types who follow to our own set of beats. We love to come up with ideas, we have visions, our ideas may not go along with regular folk, but that’s what makes us unique. Once the vision is set and place, all the i’s have been dotted and the t’s crossed, our vision is complete. We get the accolades, the congrats for the work we do, but there comes a time when we get ourselves in a rut. I call it Creator’s Block. This is when we plateau and have come across a fork in the road. We don’t know where to go or what to do next …

Reflections: Inspirational & Motivational Quotes

September 28 / 16 One last post for today. I’ve decided that this month’s reflection should be inspirational and motivational. In life, we all need a little something to make our day better. At the university that I work at, I saw post-it notes scattered across the campus with inspirational quotes and you know something? It really made you smile. It just does something for the soul, because let’s face it, we go through a lot on the journey of life. We go through trials and tribulations. There are days when we are up and days when we feel down. So today, I’ve found some quotes that hopefully would put a smile on your face and a warm fuzziness in the soul.   In order to succeed, we must first believe that we can. Nikos Kazantzakis – writer It always seems impossible until its done. Nelson Mandela Good, better, best. Never let it rest. ‘Til your good is better and your better is best. St. Jerome  We should not give up and we should not …

Reflections: Waiting for Fall…..

August 30 / 16 I’m waiting for Fall. I’ve braved the heat of Summer 2016. Now it’s time for the season to change. Waiting for the crisp cool air….not too hot….not too cold. Just right in the middle. Waiting for the leaves to changes colors, wonderful colors! Just the thought of how God creates an assortment of color in the leaves….priceless! When September 22 comes…….I’ll be here waiting.         Enjoy the rest of your Tuesday, be always blessed.                 featured images: pixeltalk.net & pinterest

Reflections: Summer

July 28 / 16 Hello! Its reflection time and yes it involves poetry. Summer and poetry go good together and I found these poems to share with you. Maybe you might want to pen a poem about your summer. Knoxville, Tennessee Nikki Giovanni I always like summer best you can eat fresh corn from daddy’s garden and okra and greens and cabbage and lots of barbecue and buttermilk and homemade ice-cream at the church picnic and listen to gospel music outside at the church homecoming and go to the mountains with your grandmother and go barefooted and be warm all the time not only when you go to bed and sleep   Imagery Archibald MacLeish The tremulously mirrored clouds lie deep, Enchanted towers bosomed in the stream, And blossomed coronals of white-thorn gleam Within the water where the willows sleep— Still-imaged willow-leaves whose shadows steep The far-reflected sky in dark of dream; And glimpsed therein the sun-winged swallows seem As fleeting memories to those who weep. So mirrored in thy heart are all desires, Eternal …