ONE SHOT WEDNESDAY -- SEA-LOVE

ONE SHOT WEDNESDAY

LOVING THE SEA 

LOVE THE SEA

Sea of blue-hued beauty
Standing here before you
With respect, admiration
To give you, and love
Yes, love

It is said peace and happiness
(Sometimes warily sharing),
Are those keys to
The door of fulfillment
What of love?

Constant flowing of giving,
GIFTING the unsuspecting
This is the clue
I give you
It's called love

Thank you, oh ocean-body
Huge of water and life
You rage and tumble about
Yet suffer not from strife
I accept your love.

You are my friend, teacher:
Blues of the sweetest hues
Before you I stand erect
In awe and in respect
And in love

And I give you...
Me

--steveroni

One Shot Wednesday is a place where we gather to speak poetry. It's pretty simple, and doesn't even need to rhyme...so go write a poem, and come join us. The fun begins TUESDAY at 5pm, EST.

MICROFICTION MONDAY #50

Microfiction means the shortest of short stories. 

For MFM the limit is a tweetable 140 characters 

or fewer. Hosted weekly by SUSAN

"WRITING"

by http://little-devianty.deviantart.com/

 MICROFICTION #50

What to write?
Something trite?

Maybe Lite
Tonight!

After a bite
(How SO right)
Of HERSHEY BAR!

--steveroni

CANDY IS DANDY

HERSHEY HAIKU

I shiver and shake
Until my craving is slaked
With sweet Hershey Bar

Oh! Chocolate, my lover
One I cannot bear without
Let me taste you once more

Just one little square
Which I can melt on my tongue
That's all I now dare

Lick and suck and smile
Every thing is OKAY
The rest of today

I hear you say what?
Body, are you telling me
Now you want some more...?

--steveroni

MAGPIE 33 BODY SCENT!

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FOUR HAIKU

FOR YOU

what beautiful tones

this violin, only when

played by a violinist


the mighty old oak

no longer is so great if

no one is to see


A poem utters

only its nonsenses when

nobody to read


Parfum-- is useless

to the sweet loveliness of

your body so bare

--steveroni

FLASH 55 FRIDAY--TAKE MY EVERYTHING

A WORD OF EXPLANATION

THE FOLLOWING GRAPHIC IS

AN AIRPORT BAGGAGE SCAN

TAKE MY RUBIES AND TAKE MY PEARLS

TAKE MY CAMELS AND ALL MY GIRLS

Rhumba lessons I want them for
The Rich Maharaja of Magador


(MY '55')

Give up your money

Line up over here.

Yes, you too, Honey

(Wipe off that sneer)

Empty your pockets

Take off your shoes

Hand me the locket

Talk, and you lose

Also your belt

Ooooh! I'm being 'felt'

Step right along now, Ma'am

And go right through...

"Flight 7080 to Amsterdam

Now boarding, Gate D-22".

--steveroni

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Swallowed

This is my part in One Shot Wednesday

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BECKONING SEA

TAKE ME 

Gazing at the water's swirl
I see the paths of the world
This way...maybe that
Up, down or maybe not

Where do I look to see
You. Which direction to
Face?
Around my ankles the water
Seems to race
And begin
To drag me in

Are you in cold or warm?
Only could I take your arm
And with you flee
To go safely
To that place
Of peace
Understanding
Forgiveness
Tolerant happiness
And patient love

--steveroni 

Image: Swallowed_In_The_Sea_by_Tonyryna

Random Love Poem

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RANDOM POEM FOR LOVERS

 WHAT THEN?

So, the meeting takes its place
Planned long ago
Concocted, contrived
To be face-to-face
Either none...or

One-on-One.

This is not longer fun
As was the intention
Almost it seems to run
As just something to mention

By-and-By.

"Ya, I done dat
Even been dere
Und ya, ve sat
Right in dat chair."

Hour-by-Hour.

Seeing in your eyes
Will be when I
Remember December
And all those others

Month-by-Month.

Within those eyes is seen a soul
Where much beauty resides
Beauty after which I lusted
And which I had not trusted

Nearly-not-so-Nearly.

If words which tell
Come to me today
I might wish to--well,
You know... wish to say

(Wishing-Hoping-Loving.)

How I may describe the range
Of this love for mon Cheri.
Oh dearest, we must change--
Of jealousy we need be wary

It kills. It kills LOVE.

One thing every Peep to know
"...can only reap what you sow"
So 'from this moment on' I'll go
With new enthusiasm, to fly

Up-and-Up
Away-and-Away.

As we forgive and forget
There is no way to expect
Oracle, nor Miracle
But only what God will let

Happen...Happen!

What then? You (and I) ask--
When what happens,
Happens--or not
Do we brood or bask?

What then? What then?

Ever, for all, the
Key word is then
And then is when
We both will know

Is 'love' really 'love'?

If the answer is "Yes!"
Then our beautiful,
Exciting troubles begin.
If "No!" is response by

One. Or one other

Not the end
No, not the end.
NEVER the end
But re-enter...
Enter again!

--steveroni

This is my part in One Shot Wednesday

PICTURES WORTH MORE THAN WORDS

WORDS AND PICTURES

IN BRILLIANT COLOR

"TOWER, HAS ANYONE FOUND MY PURSE YET??"

SHOCK AND AWE

BUDDIES

 

 

THE END

  

MICRO-FICTION MONDAY "LOVE"

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at Stony River. Go here to learn about 

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TWO IN LOVE

Greater than any known force

Is that which binds together
Two living souls
LOVE

God is the source
Did you know His
Real true name Is
LOVE?

 steve E 

WOW! LOOK AT THOSE LEGS!

This IS fun, to write anything 

in exactly 160 characters 

--spaces counted also--

Then let MONKEY MAN know.

Sunday ONLY posting
 

 

 SUNDAY 160 

THE LEGS HAVE IT!

Before me
I watch her swing constantly
One crossed-over leg
In never-ending
Steady beat.

Why does this bother me?
Is it that pistol outlined
Under her skirts?

--steveroni

MAGPIE 32 Cannot breathe...

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"Cough...Cough"

MAGPIE 32

 How the hell did I get in here?

WHAT brought me to this place?

It is stifling

I cannot smell

I can't taste

I cannot SEE

Cough...cough...

I cannot breathe

Shall I even LIVE?

Last thing I remember 

...Draining the tequila bottle

(Gulp!) What was that?

A squirrming worming thing.

Oh well.

Short-skirted female then said *C'mon

Dive into the pool with me*.

Couldn't resist

I jumped

Laughter

She did not

There was no 'splash'

Just all this sand in 

Which I'm now 

Up-to-my-neck buried.

Here is a terrible

Sensation of being pulled

Down, down, down, 

Like sucked almost

Into a small chute

A hurricane-like vortex

Oops, now over my head!

I'm covered. Feeling feint.

Like snug-as--a---bug

----in----a-----rug.

Hey! (Crawling for dear life!)

Maybe that's because I AM

A bug. (hic!)

--steveroni

FRIDAY "55" -- A SWEETER BIRTHDAY CARD

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TRIBUTE TO CELEBRATE 

ONE YEAR OF FRIENDSHIP 

TO MY BEST BLOGGER FRIEND, 

DULCE...
AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

She who writes for others
Her thoughts
So beautiful...
In forms of Sweeter poetry 

Completely discernible to most,
And to others maybe not 

(Like me) who have got
No clue as what's meant
No idea why words bent

This way...that way.      

But anyway...
It IS.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!
Dear Dulce-Girl... ♥

Veroni

  

JUDGE NOT LEST YE BE JUDGED

CALL TO JUDGMENT

 

 

HERE HE COMES--THE JUDGE!

Only when I am elected by a majority vote of the people, may I be considered a judge--HA! Talk about a cold day in hell--(grinning!)  And then only after I have sifted through information, evidence, and supporting law and scrutinized testimony of witnesses, might I be able to make judgment, subject to review and higher judgments.

My 7 AM AA meeting yesterday was on the topic, 'Judging Others', and it got me to thinking how frequently I do just that. I can look across a crowded room, spot someone's eyes looking at another Peep. Immediately I know what they each are thinking, and I make a mental judgment decision-call of their behavior, past, present and future.

I have not been correct in those assessments one single time in all these years.

It is for me to judge only the ACTIONS, BEHAVIOR of others in the light of what I KNOW. (Or think I know!)

It is not within my 'right' to judge another PERSON. I CANNOT know exactly 'who' that person really is, except based on my own 'mirror' image, right? I have not lived any life but my own.

Being human, as I SO am...I judge, and judge, and judge when a Peep talks, or 'shares'. How Prideful, this kind of behavior. It deprives me of EVER hearing what God might be using that Peep to say to me. It also diminishes my own credibility in the performance of helping another.

Crap, I did not mean to get on a soapbox here. Maybe if I just quit gossiping (and only 'judge a little bit'?--grin!)

--by judge-a-roni

In SPITE of everything,
Still SOBER today
Still LIVING today
Still LOVING today

ATTRACTION--NOT PROMOTION

WHO BUT 'US' WOULD KNOW THAT "EASY DOES IT" MEANS ALSO "DOIT"!!

ADV FOR SOBER? I THINK NOT--grin!

The following story has happened
over and again in Naples, and on
my scooter rides along the coast:

AN UNCOMMON OCCURRENCE?

At an AA meeting recently, one man--who looked like he needed a drink (Steve, do not judge!--GRIN!) OK, the man said:

"...these people who put AA slogan 'stickers' on the back of their cars...who do they think they are?  We do not 'advertise' here. They are prideful, ignorant! those who display their Alcoholics Anonymous affiliation in public...ETC."

OK, Peeps, I am here to say that many years of drinking, and many years of being sober (36) in AA, I have earned the right to be wrong, also the right to disagree--as maybe with a friend.

Two days after the man made the above statement I was filling my truck tank with gas. It was already dark night, and I was on my way to an 8:30 PM meeting. A man and a woman approached me, told me they noticed my sticker EASY DOES IT, and were hoping (praying?--grin!) that I could direct them to an AA meeting.

Guess what! After the meeting we spent a wonderful two hours in a Starbucks Coffee House which was open until midnight. I have not seen them since then. They were "on the road" (HA! I know what THAT'S like, you betchum, Red Ryder!).

If you believe our meeting was just chance, well then, 'chance' is my new word for "being touched by an angel" for that is how I felt all the next day. It was for me, another of those many mini spiritual experiences.

--Steve E 

With YOU--SOBER, today.

With YOU--LOVE, today

With YOU--PEACE, today

TWO...MICRO-FICTION MONDAYS (140 CHARACTERS EACH!)

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(My 140)

HOT TIME IN THE OLD 

TOWN TONIGHT!!!!

Two maids,

School Marm
And Mini-Tittie
Both from the farm
Head for the city.

Spreading alarms
Sending a wire!
The town's on fire
-Tonight

--Steve E 

HEY! I just jotted out a sequel which became "140 Number TWO"

"TWO COUNTRY GIRLS 
CAME TO TOWN"

Mom, I'll be home tonight--after we put out the fire. It could be late.

It may be tomorrow

But have no sorrow

I'll get to work on time...

--steveroni

I CAN........NOT DRINK!

This IS fun, to write anything 

in exactly 160 characters 

--spaces counted also--

Then let MONKEY MAN know.

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ANOTHER MOVING STORY!
 

  A year ago she said
"I think I'm alcoholic"

Some months later she asked me
"Do you think I'm an alcoholic?"

Last night she
Walked into her
First AA meeting.

------------------------------------------------------------------------

Please pray for this girl, Peeps

REMEMBER?

REMEMBER?

On radio
Came news
Alleged attack
Set world aback.

Nine O'clock
What a shock
To very foundations of
Us and many nations

Buildings tall,
Peeps so small
Sent crashing and sliding
In and on themselves

Jumping, diving,
Flying, driving,
Talking, walking,
Sleeping, Dreaming,
Buying, lying
Trying, crying,
Living,
--Dying.

It was real,
It was personal.
Anger, Sadness,
Horror and more

Out in the street and
Behind locked doors,
Strangers meet--
Waiting on top floors

For death to happen
In awfullest, useless
Hellish hatefulness.

God have mercy on
All the souls
Afflicted,
Affected...

Please heal wounds
Of Nation and World
As more than millions
Of flags unfurled

God help us do
What obviously
We cannot by
Ourselves alone.

--Alone.....To

Forgive--
Let live.
But not let
Ever forget.

--steveroni

WHO IS IT?

FOLLOWING is Magpie #31

(thanks to WILLOW's Prompt) 

and since it is in 55 words, 

it will be my "55" 

Flash Fiction Friday this week

 MAGPIE plus "55"

 Peering through my window

Is it who?

Is it you?

I said that you

May walk through

The front door 

Make yourself at home

My home is

Yours

And what's more,

Whoever with

You is  

Also welcome

Now, then, or

Always

Oh! Your partner?

Your friend? I hope

She stays...

For here is Sweet PEACE   

--steve 

OK, Peeps, I have once again 

put on same posting,the 

Tuesday Magpie #31, 

and the Friday F "55"

NOTICE

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For Flash Friday "55" click THIS
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WHY AM I ALWAYS WITH ME?

WHO ARE YOU?

One who is always
Hangin' around me
Is me.

How can I rid
Myself of...
Me

Maybe the way
Is to fool
Me

To think I'm another
Thus transferring
Me...to thee.

Then this day
I may say
Why are you
Hangin' round
Me?

--Steve

THIS IS MY FIRST One Shot Wednesday

SORRY TO BE LATE...