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- ALLOW YOURSELF TO BE YOURSELFIn General Discussion·December 4, 2023We hear a lot about allowing people to be themselves, not hating them for what they are, or trying to change them (unless, of course, they're an ax murderer... but most aren't). Sounds fair. We've all been raised so differently, many coming from okay cultures who simply have different, perhaps difficult for us to understand, ways of living and looking at life. With a few exceptions here and there (note ax murderer above), most of us manage to make this work. One of the exceptions is what bothers me. How come you (and I) can do all that for the good of everybody else (to the best of our abilities), and NOT do it for ourselves? Shouldn't we forgive ourselves our sins... if sins they truly are? After all, many "sins" are not really sins at all, just someone's idea of "improper behavior"... whatever THAT is. Shouldn't we accept ourselves the way we are? Oh, we all could be "better" somehow... healthier, wiser, more forgiving, more understanding, etc. There's an old saying (in different forms), "You can't dip water from an empty well." Fill yourself up first with kindness, understanding, forgiveness, even acceptance. After all, there's a lot of people out there who haven't gotten the message yet, and you've got a lot of (rewarding) work to do. • Donovan Baldwin127
- WITHIN THE DARKENING WOODSIn PoetryDecember 5, 2023I love this11
- DON'T JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS FIRST FEW PARAGRAPHS... OR...In General Discussion·December 5, 2023I pick up a famous book I really know nothing about. Never read it. I'm smart, went to college, lived long, read lots of books, but, never this one. Always meant to, but never got around to it. So, one day, in the bookstore, in the library, I pick it up and read a paragraph or two. Makes no sense to me. Does NOT capture my imagination. I put it down, move on. Forget about it, until, one day, someone asks me about it. I say I didn't find it interesting. Someone else starts telling THEIR thoughts and impressions from it. They HAVE read it. THEY know! So, I go back, and get the book and read it through. Wow! What a book!!! If I had only known! Okay, I see my point. ----- One day, I meet a guy. Know nothing about him. Not impressed. Write him off. Only read one of his paragraphs. Think I know what he's about. Hmmmm... • Donovan Baldwin112
- MANY WALLSIn PoetryDecember 3, 2023Hello walls.... you said it.21
- HER FORBIDDEN LANDSIn Poetry·December 2, 2023Like a boy playing tag upon Two flowered hills with blooms Budding at dawn's warm kiss, Wandering bare and bold at will Among soft quivering reeds Moved by a passing breath And the brush of my fingers Listening to sweet sounds She makes first as whispers Sighing and singing as, Leading me to safety, I trespass upon her Forbidden lands. • Donovan Baldwin125
- MANY WALLSIn Poetry·December 2, 2023In life are many walls, Hemming us in, containing, Restraining us, Keeping us captive. The worst walls are the ones By those who should be Helping us to find our wings. Next worse walls are those We build around ourselves. Maybe we should try Climbing over those walls. • Donovan Baldwin126
- TO RISE AGAINIn PoetryDecember 3, 2023This is so meaningful to me.11
- HER FORBIDDEN LANDSIn PoetryDecember 3, 2023Really nice11
- UNTIL ALL HIS INK IS GONEIn Poetry·December 2, 2023dying poet writes until all his ink is gone words and breath fading • Donovan Baldwin114
- TO RISE AGAINIn Poetry·December 1, 2023I have risen from Ashes of my defeat Time and time again, Defying the Fates, And all the evil gods Could muster Against me, For I am me, And I must strive, No matter if I should win or lose, I will rise from The ashes each time For that is MY battle, To rise... Again • Donovan Baldwin124
- CAMPFIRES AND OLD GUITARSIn Poetry·December 1, 2023Campfires and old guitars, Cheap bottles of wine Passed around as are The words of old songs Lovers swaying together Arms around each other Exchanging kisses and Whispers followed by Giggles, more whispers, As dancers circle the fire Pairing off at the edge of Light drifting into shadows. • Donovan Baldwin111
- EIGHT BALL SIDE POCKETIn Poetry·November 23, 2023Eight ball side pocket. I called it, The Bear nodded, Slight smirk, Impossible shot. But... I knew the way the table rolled. Enough English on the cue ball To make the eight hug the rail Until it hit the little soft spot In front of the pocket, and, Forward momentum dying, Hesitated a moment and Dropped in... Stare of disbelief from The Bear, His Mosconi cue in hand. Got to know the table. True story. • Donovan Baldwin249
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