Open the door for the fall wind has arrived Charge into the flurry of leaves that nature creates Taste the tantalizing treats touched by thyme October is the leaf season of overcoloring and overblowing Brisk is the change needed in the Summer's hot and hazy calendar Every fall night can be enchanting Relax as you sip cider tea and listen to the rustling and whistling wind Thank you for ❤ #leaf #october @miraquill @writersnetwork
My hope growing out of the icicles Borne in books fermented on Ancient texts of scribbled Out of a dream floating on a cloud Brought to me by cherubim Wearing chubby sneakers with wings Followed by chariots on horseback In a cascade of snow flurries falling On a street dotted by gingerbread I look forward to the snowy path ahead To the frozen tipped mountain peaks So jagged and so cold
When the Good Lord was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day of "overtime" when the angel appeared and said. "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one."
And God said, "Have you read the specs on this order?" She has to be completely washable, but not plastic. Have 180 moveable parts...all replaceable. Run on black coffee and leftovers. Have a lap that disappears when she stands up. A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair. And six pairs of hands."
The angel shook her head slowly and said. "Six pairs of hands.... no way."
It's not the hands that are causing me problems," God remarked, "it's the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have."
"That's on the standard model?" asked the angel. God nodded.
One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, 'What are you kids doing in there?' when she already knows. Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn't but what she has to know, and of course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up and say. 'I understand and I love you' without so much as uttering a word." Said the God
the angel said touching his sleeve gently, "Get some rest tomorrow...."
"I can't," said God, "I'm so close to creating something so close to myself. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick...can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger...and can get a nine year old to stand under a shower."
The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. "It's too soft," she sighed.
But tough!" said God excitedly. "You can imagine what this mother can do or endure."
"Can it think?"
"Not only can it think, but it can reason and compromise," said the Creator.
Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek.
"There's a leak," she pronounced. "I told You that You were trying to put too much into this model."
"It's not a leak," said the Lord, "It's a tear."
"What's it for?"
"It's for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness, and pride."
There is a ninth planet they say The earlier ninth was Pluto, by the way! He was bumped down from his post. Titled a dwarf, just a planet's ghost! I wonder how the ninth planet looks Why was she cast so far, was she a sook? Imagine how lonely she must be So far into darkness, she has reached. Sun, her father is a tiny speck In a dark sky full of flecks. She must be searching for her love Abandoned and cast away, without any hope! She is being mean to everyone in her path Looking for a flaw, which incurred Sun's wrath! She is flung afar, beyond gravity's reach And she decided a lesson she will teach. So she pushes away everyone near her orbit They are thrown away in trails elliptic Like a yo-yo they are all pulled back. Everytime, around the Sun, they go in a track! She is just trying to show, she is there In a world where no one really cares On the brinks of the Solar system, she lies. Showing she exists, when everyone belies! On the brink, she has a teetering hold In a deep dark nothingness, that is so cold!
Just today, I read an article about the existence of a ninth super planet as large as Neptune, lurking somewhere in the deep dark vastness somewhere near the ends of the Solar System. Astronomists and Space scientists are still debating if such a planet really exists and that made me think of how little we truly know! This one is for all the things Humans still have absolutely no knowledge about!
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The world has been going through an incredibly tough time. A dark time. But Resilience and Hope has shone through like sun beams through dark clouds. These are three little stories that ring with Hope, Resilience and Joy. Hope you like reading them, as much as I liked writing them. Stay Safe, Take care @writersnetwork#mirakee#writersnetwork@mirakee#mirakee#pod