Introducing the Marine Sonnets by Paul Brookes

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Don’t worry about the world ending today

it’s already tomorrow in scenic and tranquil ‘little’ New Zealand

Fevers of the Mind

The Marine Sonnets by Paul Brookes

1. The Seawatch

I watch the sea as the sea watches me.
The changing colour of my surfaces,
Waves blown by gust, what my tides, what my sea
leaves on the shoreline of my many faces.

The lagan and flotsam and derelict
and jetsam. Two buoys of my eyes bobbing
anchored in a silt of images mixed.
Always memories waxing and waning.

My inside sea watched by the sea outside.
Speaks to sea beasts moving in my blood.
I rise to where the waves move to imbibe
breath before I dive below livelihood.
The sea is me, I am the sea, watching.
I am a dying sea, a dried up thing.

2. The Rockpool Before the tide turns I wend my own way. Starfish tube-feet caress my mussel beds Beadlet, snakelocks anemones snare prey, sting it with their tentacles, and shore crabs scrupulously pick…

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May your spirit soar — BooKs by cRaig loCk

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Obsession

“Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.”

~ Franz Kafka
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Ray

In her curves, I’ve seen that obsession,

My mum once warned me about it.

The way she walks, there is a fire in her waves.

Those eyes outcries humanity,

stability is what she wants.

When things go uneasy, she stands in the storms.

Obsession is her poise, alpha howls alone,

Beauty does matter to her, but it of her soul.

-Riya Shah

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“Look across all sport and observe the truly great. All had this zest for combat, this taste for being truly tested (at the very highest level). All wished to explore the limits of their own possibilities.”

Write (Writing) in the Zone

“Look across all sport and observe the truly great. All had this zest for combat, this taste for being truly tested (at the very highest level). All wished to explore the limits of their own possibilities.”

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“Look across all sport and observe the truly great. All had this zest for combat, this taste for being truly tested (at the very highest level). All wished to explore the limits of their own possibilities.” — BooKs by cRaig loCk

“You think you have a limit….”

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Graeme Lay on the grief caused by a pet’s death

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Eu escrevo

Refúgio dos Moinhos

Eu escrevo

Para quem eu escrevo?
Eu escrevo para os perdidos
Para os loucos
Para os românticos
Para os insanos
Para os desmedidos

Escrevo para os que amam sem razão
Afinal, para amar não precisa razão
E quem sempre tem razão
Vazio de amor está.

Eu escrevo para os iludidos
Para os angustiados, ansiosos
Para quem tem o coração entristecido
Para aqueles que acreditaram mais uma vez,
Se permitiram
Mesmo sabendo que iria dar errado
E ainda sim lutaram
Pelo que queriam

Eu escrevo
Para que encontrem nas minhas palavras
Um conforto
Um refúgio
Para saberem que não estão só
Eu nunca farei por fazer
Eu escrevo por mim
Eu escrevo,
Para você.

Bruno Rodrigues

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“The www and cyberspace, is the domain, the medium, the ‘arena’ that allows me to express myself… and be who I really am.”

My Thoughts

“The www and cyberspace, is the domain, the medium, the ‘arena’ that allows me to express myself… and be who I really am.”

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Habit

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Consistency of just 21 days of doing something makes it your habit!!

Habit simply means something we love doing & we don’t want to change it.

Changing your habit seems almost impossible, it feels like living in a house made up of cake and not to eat it!!

That’s unavoidable!

And honestly, don’t change your habit unless it’s stealing candy from a toddler.

But, why changing habits is so difficult? I did a bit of a research on it & this is what I found.

Neurons located in the habit formation region fire at the beginning of a new behavior, subside while the behavior occurs, and then fire again once the behavior is finished. Over time, patterns form, both in behavior and in the brain. This can make it extremely difficult to break a habit.

Another reasons, breaking habits are difficult;

1.We follow a wrong strategy. 2.We want to stop…

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Yolanda - "Det här är mitt privata krig"

Hej kära läsare!

Nu har jag bestämt mig för att ha min första frågestund här på bloggen. Ställ din(a) fråga – ingen fråga är dum! Du behöver inte ha läst min blogg länge för att få fråga något. Fråga vad du vill – jag svarar på allt. Fast om jag tycker att frågan är alldeles för privat, så skriver jag det. Jag LOVAR att publicera alla frågor! Det är bara kul med mycket frågor, så jag hoppas att ni är taggade på detta!

I helgen kommer jag att publicera svaren, så senast  på lördag 25/7 -2020 vill jag ha in frågorna. Ställ frågorna som kommentarer under detta inlägg.

Kram ❤

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The only worth.

A mind full of illusions

To bring you in me is not worth. To love you again is not worth.
To enjoy your presence is not worth.
To live with your choices is not worth.
To make you feel better is not worth.
To live you as my dream is not worth.
To think what is good for us is not worth.
The stigma of fear between us is not worth.
To see you tomorrow is not worth.
To hate you is not worth.
To bring our shadow together is not worth.
To respect you is the only worth.

This is the first time I have tried to write a poetry. Tell me how is it !

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