Felony – a cooking pot and twisted tales

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Today’s featured blogs posts are:

Felony stop: This is so hilarious, that I had tears rolling down my face in laughter 🙂

We should find joy in the suffering – day 14 of the encourage marathon: Suffering can be quite a stretch on those undergoing through one hardship or the other, but these words in this post are a true blessing and can help one to navigate.

The kindness of strangers: It’s really in the little things that we do. Our gestures don’t have to be huge to be impactful. A read worth your time.

Book trailer: Romance made for me: A lovely trailer that gives me ideas. Simple, short and interesting.

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P.S. You are invited to our monthly blog party this weekend. It’s fun and you get to meet fantastic folks 🙂

Below is my first Poetry Book “Out of the silent breath” which is available on Amazon and Smashwords.

When you buy my book, you support me in an invaluable manner.

I hear you in my thoughts…

your words of wisdom,

of love and encouragement…

they are etched upon my soul.

They keep me warm.

*an excerpt from my poem*

The bright light of the Sun
hurt his sunken eyes
even as his pupils fought
to adjust to such ordinariness
which was naked exposure

He felt nothing
no sense of elation
no sense of release
in fact a sense of dread
for he knew not where to begin.

Twenty-two years gone.
Committed for felony
he failed to commit
but criminal justice said it was
and so it has been.

Solitude became his companion
for that length of time
in a cell of total isolation
a short hard crib for a bed
four closing walls as his closest friends.

He clutches his head
for he knows nowhere to go.
He prefers to return
to the silence of his cell
where he communed in himself.

Solitude, The Daily Post Prompt

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