Ann Dustin Wilson was born on June 19, 1950. Ann is an American musician, best known as the lead singer and songwriter of the band Heart with her sister Nancy Wilson. She has also been a solo artist and back on June 3, 2017 I seen her in concert at Concrete Street Amphitheater in Corpus […]
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Lionel Richie Once Said… — Dexter’s Daily Quotes
Lionel Brockman Richie Jr. was born on June 20, 1949. Lionel is an American singer, songwriter, composer, multi-instrumentalist, record producer and actor. I grew up listening to all kinds of music and I remember hearing many songs, mostly love songs from Lionel Richie and thinking how brilliant he was as a songwriter. Lionel said that […]
Tom Petty Once Said… — Dexter’s Daily Quotes
Thomas Earl Petty was born on October 20, 1950, and died on October 2, 2017. Tom was an American singer-songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, record producer, and actor. I totally agree that music is magic and has been very magical in my life. It does move and heal and communicates and does all kinds of things in life. […]
Meryl Streep Once Said… — Dexter’s Daily Quotes
Mary Louise “Meryl” Streep was born on June 22, 1949. Meryl is an American actress. This is an incredible quote from an extraordinary woman. I’m not entirely sure when Meryl first said this or if it’s from something she wrote or just a conversation she had with someone. I’m not going to go into every […]
SHE WANTED TO BELIEVE, by Gloria Siamte
I’m amaze how she put a smile or act like nothing ever happened,
Like the sun always shine upon her,
Like her cup runneth over always.
Like her thoughts were always light
And her heart merry.
Then, one day she just disappear,
Into nothingness.
No trace, no clues
And people whispered the big Why…?
Maybe it wasn’t acute,
Maybe it has started since her childhood,
Expressing through different metamorphosis.
Then days and years of struggle to just live.
Maybe her tears finally ran dry,
Her loneliness wasn’t something that can be shared like happiness.
Her heart loaded with grief upon herself.
Maybe she lamented upon herself
Upon her own dead spirit for years.
Maybe she learned how to smile to hide her sufferings
And silence to hide away her scream for help,
To be safe from getting stigmatized.
Her mind find no escape from the tormenting thoughts.
Eating up her soul,
Burying her heart.
Never seem to change a bit even till that fateful day or in future.
She tried her best working hard, burning the midnight oil to find life, to find dreams, to find love.
Every rejections and failures led her back to the very point where it all began.
That darkness will always find way to crawl back in,
Leading her back to it’s world.
Never seem to leave her.
Make her feel like the end seem more peaceful.
Then, she decided to step away.
The sum of all thoughts,
The sum of all fights,
The sum of all shame,
The sum of all tears,
The sum of all fears.
Seem like the cure but she has just pass it on..
“There is light at the end of the tunnel”, they said.
She wanted to believe…
Demoiselle, by James Morgan-Jones
Let’s be direct: Beautiful Demoiselle.
What naming could be apter? In noon-light
a sliver of midnight blue comes spinning
from Hades’ palette, frailly fluttering,
a butterfly blue from the underworld.
Yet not quite: no sheer lepidopteran
makes this skittery, whirligig descent,
achieves in repose such sleek elegance.
He rests like a svelte blue pin, superbly
singular, wings deep-dipped in indigo:
pure concept lodged brilliant in spinel.
Such exquisite difference brings profound
gratification, a joy extinguished
in the homogenised world we fashion.
When I dream I’ll drink some of his lustre,
bask in the resplendence of my colours –
what flagrant beauty then in dynamism,
such glory mirrored in heaven’s dark glass.
Are You Willing to be Forgotten? — Pastor Resources
Pastor Resources · Are You Willing To Be Forgotten – Menikoff You’ve probably never heard the name Oswald Avery. Not long after the influenza pandemic of 1918, he devoted himself to finding the cause of this horrific virus. Avery lived in a laboratory, hovering over petri dishes and test tubes. Unfortunately, each research experiment […]
Pamela Sneed – I can’t breathe — Daily Dose of Poetry
“They were both mountains of men dark black beautiful gay men”
Challenging Yourself as a Writer — D.A. Roberts – Author
Breaking the cycle of writing by taking on projects outside your comfort zone. Challenging yourself as a writer.
via Challenging Yourself as a Writer — D.A. Roberts – Author
Robin Morgan — 1960s: Days of Rage
Robin Morgan, Susan Brownmiller, and Gloria Steinem “Robin Morgan (born January 29, 1941) is an American poet, author, political theorist and activist, journalist, lecturer, and former child actor. Since the early 1960s she has been a key radical feminist member of the American Women’s Movement, and a leader in the international feminist movement. Her 1970 anthology […]







