Tag: #SoCS

Simple Love ©️Dawn Minott

On By Dawn MinottIn Poetry2 Comments

There is nothing simple about love

It is a complex phenomenon

Caressed and shaped by varying emotions

It makes you laugh

It makes you cry

Some even say it makes you blind

Some fall into love 

Others fall out of love

It’s talked about in casual ways

It is distinct and separate from hate

But between the two, only a fine line separate.

My Love,

You have taught me that there is a simple love

 Unassuming, pure love

Void of life’s complexities and unreal expectations

Given unconditionally

Asking for nothing in return

Not fallen into 

Mutually given and received

Not taken for granted

Appreciated, prized above all things

Not pretentious, but sincere

Accepting the little things as gratefully as the big

You have given me such a love

Love in its truest and purest form

So, when I look beyond the simple things

Your actions will remind me, and I will

Thank you for loving me with a simple love.

Afterword: Linda’s Stream of Consciousness prompt word is “simple.” The first word I thought of was LOVE and the simplicity of love.

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Board Not Bored©

On By Dawn MinottIn Poetry14 Comments

Day after day she writes on white board
Words in red, black, green markers poured
Spanish words tumble off her lips
As smooth and eloquent as the language is, she dips
Pulling out phonetics, conjugation, pronunciation
Patiently she teaches on language construction
Day after day repeat what was taught before
Adding on, building, expanding, teaching more
She teaches
Mind changes
Language acquisition is no easy feat
Determination is key, no room for incomplete
Each day new vocabulary being stored
Learning new language leaves no time to be bored

And in tribute to my teacher and month-long Spanish immersion, now in español:

Día tras día escribe en una pizarra blanca
Vertieron palabras de marcadores rojos, negros y verdes
Las palabras en español salen de sus labios
Tan suave y elocuente como es el lenguaje, se sumerge
Sacando fonética, conjugación, pronunciación
Pacientemente enseña sobre la construcción del lenguaje
Día tras día repetir lo enseñado antes
Agregando, construyendo, expandiendo, enseñando más
Ella enseña
Cambios de mente
La adquisición del lenguaje no es tarea fácil
La determinación es clave, no hay lugar para lo incompleto
Cada día se almacena nuevo vocabulario
Aprender nuevo idioma no deja tiempo para aburrirse

This post is part of SoCS: board/bored.

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see ME©

On By Dawn MinottIn Poetry13 Comments


You may only look at the dark pigmentation of my skin
You may only look at the full contours of my lips
You may only look at the rounded fatness of my nose
You may only look at whatever creative way I choose to wear my hair today
Nubian curls, afro, braids or just that low flow

You don’t see ME
ME in all my diversity

See the person that I am
Not the person you perceive this skin color to represent
Check the fake smiles and the hypocritical relations
Drop the derogative names and the questioning gaze
End criminalization and discrimination
See beyond
See the person that I am
Yes, I am black
There’s more to me than the color of my skin

see ME
ME in all my diversity

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Contribution to Stream of Consciousness Saturday hosted by Linda Hill. The prompt this week is color/colour.

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Shabbat Shalom: Why I am A Christian

On By Dawn MinottIn Prose, Shabbat Shalom2 Comments

I came across 12 Bloggerz! hosted by Rory. Rory you asked 12 great questions but one really jumped out at me. So, I’ll answer only that one because it aligned so strongly to something that is integral to who I am—my faith and being a Christian.

This is the question: How would you feel if everything you didn’t believe in today turned out to be true – which of your new disbeliefs now truths would affect you the most profoundly?

But also answer this question from the opposite spectrum as in –

How would you feel if everything you believed in today turned out to be false – would this affect you and if so which falsehood that you hold now true would affect you the most profoundly?

I’m a Christian. I’ve questioned things in the Bible. I’ve stripped down my faith to the bare ‘bone’ and built it up again just on the basis of who God has been to me. Not on theology and doctrine, but on a living faith. A faith in a God who grants me goodness and mercy every day of my life. Even in the hardest and saddest of times, I’ve experienced His goodness and love and walked in His mercy and grace. Now I KNOW that I know.

Turning now to answering Rory’s question: if it turns out that there is no God and no rapture and no heaven, living my life by biblical Christian principles in a world of “alternative facts” and intense hopelessness and despair would still be worth it. And I’d choose to live this way again and again because it affords me a joy and peace to live life in all its dimensions—the good, the bad, and the in-between.

I like how Pascal lays it out in his Pensées—as a wager: If I believe that God exists and I live by His principles, there is only a finite loss (like the “pleasures” of the world I choose to abstain from), but I will gain infinite blessings such as life after death. However, if I believe that God does not exist and He actually does, then my loss is infinite in that there is a life after death that I would have forfeited for finite gains.

My wager: I chose to believe that God is real, the rapture is real, and heaven is real. And, that when this life is over, it is not the end, I shall live again. This gives me immense HOPE—there’s got to be more than this life.

Shabbat Shalom. May you find contentment in your faith.

You may also like: the tranquility of Sabbath peace; the blessings of Sabbath worship; the refreshing of Sabbath rest; those Selah moments of pause like mini-Sabbaths that can be taken throughout the week; the joy of Sabbath reflection; the harmony between humanity and nature that is affirmed in the Sabbath grace; and the science behind the Sabbath.

This was also written to contribute to Shelly’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday, the word is hope.

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