An empty cup means we have filled our hearts with fellowship and companionship, no matter how briefly.
Welcome to the Weekend Coffee Share, hosted by Allison at eclecticali.wordpress.com. I am full of emotions today. Full of love for my job where I can share my love for reading and writing with some cute, young, sometimes challenging, and at times, fun students. Full of disappointment over my hurting arm and hand and the brief stop my writing has done for the time being, therefore this is a short post. I’m also full of confusion and despair over the turn our country is taking for women. Yet, I am full of hope that we have some control over the way things will turn. The wheel keeps on turning. I am simply going to draw a little picture here:
Freedom, (c) 2018
We are not considered the ones in charge
Yet, we are full of power
We are the thorny plant and not the flower.
We are the wild brush of the jungle.
No longer tame,
no need to be restrained.
When I hold my tongue to spare your feelings,
Or sit, thinking I can’t reach the ceiling
I have believed all that they said
Politics have ruled my heart and head.
When I am too diplomatic, my thoughts sour
Stuck in this headspace, a day or an hour,
so here, I’m going to spill it on the table
Let it form it’s lovely colors, if it’s able.
If you’ve listened, and really heard
You are my friend by deed, and not just word.
Thank you for hearing me out. I think I needed this. I hope you all have a lovely week. Visit Alli’s blog to share your own post or to visit others! https://eclecticali.wordpress.com/category/series-of-sorts/if-we-were-having-coffee/