A L O H A From
H O N O L U L U
I’ve never lost sleep
Over a kindness I've done.
Those moments dissolve
Like sugar in tea—
Sweet then gone,
leaving only warmth
In my cup.
Those moments dissolve
Like sugar in tea—
Sweet then gone,
leaving only warmth
In my cup.
But the times I held back
kept my umbrella shut,
let the elevator doors close,
or left a silence sitting there,
heavy as a stone,
Those are the ones
That follow me home.
let the elevator doors close,
or left a silence sitting there,
heavy as a stone,
Those are the ones
That follow me home.
The sharp thing
I thought it would be,
But a slow drip
From a faucet I never fixed—
Sounds of water
Pooling in the quiet
Long after midnight.
If I could go back,
I’d spend kindness
Like loose change,
Scatter it in the grass,
Leave it in coat pockets
For strangers to find.
Like loose change,
Scatter it in the grass,
Leave it in coat pockets
For strangers to find.
Because it’s the
Unopened hand,
The word I didn't say,
That lingers with regret
Unopened hand,
The word I didn't say,
That lingers with regret
Not the gift given,
But the one withheld,
Still waiting
for me to give it.
Cloudia Charters
That is a good question
for you to ask, not a
wise question for
me to answer.
Anthony Eden
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Love You,
Pixie & Cloudia
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Your poem today is amazing, Cloudia. Pixie looks like she's waiting for you to finally give her that gift you've been holding onto.
ReplyDeleteGosh it's so nice to see you here and read your responses day by day. Pixie seems to know who you are as well. Of course she does! You've been with us a long time dear. Hope you're having a good week. Aloha!
DeleteIt’s such a tender, aching reminder that what we withhold often haunts us more than what we offer.
ReplyDeleteSo true my sensitive friend
DeleteLove your poem and the beautiful moon photo.
ReplyDeletePixie is a sweetie! Cute little butterfly.
Take care, have a great day!
I like the juxtaposition of the first two quotes: what gives us peace vs what keeps us awake.
ReplyDelete...what a cute little butterfly!
ReplyDeleteLove all of these! Being kind is great therapy for those who give and receive.
ReplyDeleteWow! to the poem. Some great words to ponder. Could the glow on Pixie's chest be her heart beaming out positive thoughts?
ReplyDeleteSuch words, Cloudia! ;-)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful night shot.
ReplyDeleteIMHO, this is the best poem you've shared with us yet, Cloudia. Blessings!
ReplyDeleteCute Picxie!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem, Cloudia and lovely photos. The butterfly is a cutie.
ReplyDeleteNice poem and loved the pictures.
ReplyDeleteThat is a sweet quote about kindness and so true. Thank you for linking up!
ReplyDeleteLove those photos and beautiful words. Hello sweet Pixie! Thanks for joining Angel Brian's Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
ReplyDeleteWalk on or Help! This poem speaks what's in your heart. Love it! Hugs to Pixie who looks like a glow worm. Happy Trails!
ReplyDeleteWell I agree with you about kindness. It not only makes the one your are kind to happy, it makes me happy to. Have a nice evening.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful poem, Amazing skies, Beautiful photos, Loved cute lil girl, Hello to Pixie :) Great post. Greetings
ReplyDeleteMarvellous photos!
ReplyDeleteGreat clouds.
ReplyDeleteLovely. The butterfly is the very b est photo.
ReplyDeleteThe little girl in the costume is pretty darned cute!!
ReplyDeleteYou are right, it's the kindnesses I decided not to do is my biggest regret. So much is timing, you have a chance, I didn't take it, now I can just brood about it.