POETRY: Moments

Moments

I wish my eyes were a camera,

Capturing moments for all to see.

An instance of pure happiness,

Or of devastation and misery.

 

Those times of heightened emotion,

Whether they be good or bad.

To either make another feel better,

Or to help someone feel glad.

 

We all have struggles to overcome,

So sharing them can be an aid,

To those who feel quite alone,

Who feel somewhat afraid.

 

Then sometimes we just need to cheer them up,

Let them see the good in the world.

Oh, I wish my eyes were a camera,

To show we live on a pearl!

 

Life is precious, and the land is alive,

We need to work together to survive,

We should help each other to see the light,

To say ‘yes’ instead of ‘I might’.

 

By Jody Dontje

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PROSE: Unseen

Unseen

The surface glistens as the vibrant rays caress the shimmering water. She looks out and feels the warmth of the sun and the coolness of the heat’s cure that her feet swishes lightly in.

She can hear the trickling of the water manoeuvring amongst the smooth rocks, and the rustling of the leaves, as chirping creatures glide with wings catching the tangy air waves.

She smiles a sad smile, a longing smile, as she repeats her wish quietly to herself. She thinks back to her fifth birthday, when she blew out all the candles. The cheers from her loved ones was confirmation that she was successful at this.

In that moment she had made a wish, and this was the very wish that she now repeats to herself; just like she has on every birthday since that first instance. She closes her eyes and breathes deeply in, listening, always listening, to the world around her.

She opens her eyes and lets out a slow breath of private sorrow as the world remains the same. She will never see the water glisten, or the lush green of the leaves, nor the softness of the birds’ feathers as they play freely in the sky.

She will never see the sparkle of the sun, or the beauty that she has now become. She will always have her enhanced hearing and imagination, though, and through a life of blindness, this will have to do.

This will have to do.

 

By Jody Dontje

~ My first published attempt at a prose form. Thoughts?

PERSONAL POST & POETRY: Thank-you!

This post is dedicated to all the supporters I have already gained. It means so much to have other passionate beings sharing their passions with me, and encouraging me to pursue my dreams. So I now say to you all,

Thank-you

I always desired to start a site,

But it was constantly an ‘I might’;

Life is so busy, it’s hard to make time,

To sit down and create a much loved rhyme.

 

Passion flowing deep inside,

It seemed to only deeply reside,

No time to let the ideas out,

Let my growing desire shout.

 

But now, finally, here we are,

The amount of support surprises me by far,

I appreciate each and every one of you,

And I truly seek to support you too.

 

Lets grow together as passionate beings,

Support each other as we keep achieving,

Like posts, comment, and seek to inspire,

Show the world our voice as one big choir!

 

Sincerely Jody