The only place where success comes before work is in the dictionary.
Vidal Sassoon
many men, met me in my merriment.
smiling, with joy that must be heaven sent.
by the Gods themselves--in a good mood--
that made melancholy begin to brood.
when i felt the joy of being in the now.
i felt deep down i wanted to shout out 'Wow!'.
Wow! how good it feels to be in this mood.
that makes me feel i do not need food--
to eat so long as i can feel the heat.
of the suns rays on my ebony skin.
or the warmth in the body of my kin.
who is to me what toes are to the feet.
men, met me in my many states of mind.
they met me when my joy was on a grind.
and they met me in the bleakestโฆ
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hey Patricia, many thanks from me for posting my poetry on this lovely blog. not just because it helps grow my blog but because it has brought my attention to you, whom i think are a very skilled and talented writer. as such i have no qualms as to following your blog. Lazarus
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Thank you. I felt the same about your writing. Hence my reblog. ๐
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