I am less than.
My insignificance a common thing.
I’m a particle of dust but even I
sparkle in certain light.
At night I float around pages
filled with words that
no one will remember.
I sing a melancholy tune.
Bare and ruined.
I pray to the God of dust bunnies,
who is adored or loathed by all
the other particles.
Everyday we lift up our dusty eyes
to the ceiling, hoping for a skylight
to reveal the heavens. All the while
awaiting our death sentence by rag.
Resigned to our fate we conversed
with the ashes and await our downfall.
-Tosha Michelle
Such a gorgeously extended metaphor. We are all dust particles, waiting for the proverbial rag to end our existence in this plain. However, there is nothing minuscule in your ability to create the most thought provoking poetry. Bravo, my friend and great song choice, too 🙂 Have so missed your words xo ❤
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Thanks. The feeling is more than mutual. xx
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You are welcome! Aww! xo
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xx
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Gorgeously from 😀
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^ I meant to say…gorgeously grim. Bloody auto-correct!
🙈
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That makes more sense. Ha. Auto correct is my arch nemesis
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Thanks xx
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I missed your precious heart, Poetess. Deep words this morning, but I love each and ever one! You’re wonderful! ❤
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Aww. Thanks You always know how to brighten my day.
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My pleasure Sweetling! ❤
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😍
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I like the realism of this, but how it manages to be dreamy, too. It reminds me of the line that someone said, “We’re all in the gutter. But some of us are gazing at the stars.” That’s surely not the exact quote, but that’s the gist of it.
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I think that was Oscar Wilde. I’ve always loved that quote. Thanks so much for the lovely comment. Hope you are well
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Ah, beautiful!
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Thanks xx
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Sometimes I have no idea how to say I extra-love something. But I love this!
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Thank you very much! Happy Tuesday.
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You’re welcome… and Happy Tuesday to you, too!
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“even I sparkle in a certain light” – I love that humble confidence. 😃
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Thank you. 😃
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You’re welcome! 😃
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Oh goodness, a bleak outlook for today but let’s revel in it!
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Let’s. Put on your goth wear and we’ll be all intense and dark
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Awesome! People always thought I was a goth because I wore dark lipstick and looked miserable.
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😎
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We are so insignificant in this immese universe. Thought provoking. Wonderfully written.
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Thanks Andrew xx
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i’ve been trying to stay away from you Tosha!
Nicely written,
beautiful use of metaphors, i’ve not listen to Kansas, in what seems like a lifetime..
hugs chris
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Stay away from me? Why? I don’t bite. I swear 🙂 Thanks for reading. Mean a lot
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i don’t remember,
one of those childish, tantrums
or maybe jealousy?
chris
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Oh no. Well I’m glad you’re back. I always love hearing from you and you’re so talented. Your poetry is a cut above
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Awe….
Give us a kiss darling?
chris
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A kiss for each cheek and a hug. Glad all is well now. Nothing but love and light.
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Now you know that’s a saying
from a conflict of interest!
Hidden in between the lines…
darling,
chris
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😘
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Stickers, trying to find the window to my heart?
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That or where I left the key to my mind
So tired! xo
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Would that be a golden key?
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Yes. Have you seen it?
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No, but i’ll show mine, ifinn you show me yours?
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Ha-ha. I still can’t find mine!
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Damn, Houston we’ve got a problem!
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Ha-ha. No kidding!
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We’re just a little playful, darling?
kiss chris kiss…
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Always
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O-Mmyyyyyyy…..
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Lovely poem indeed ! 🙂
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Thank so much.
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😊💕
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Beautifully significant. My own insignificance has became an eye of calm, in the middle on this storm of life.
I love the photo very much too, I would like to have a print to hang on the wall.
I get the dust bunnies, just hoping they get me. ♡
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it’s a very beautiful poem….congratulations!
many greetings
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Thanks so much.
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Tosha. I gave you and your blog a prize. You could find it under Tosha Michelle AG Prize for Literature 2016 at my blog. alvarezgalloso.com
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Thank you kindly. How lovely
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Beautifully significant. My own insignificance has became the eye of calm, in the middle of this storm on life.
I love the photo very much too, I would like to have a print to hang on the wall.
I get the dust bunnies, just hoping they get me. ♡
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I’m sure they do. Thanks so much for your thoughtful comment xx
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You, and Mr. Pencil are riding the same wavelength today. Maybe we all need to wipe the dust from our eyes.
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😃😋😍😍
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Beautiful, Tosha.
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Thanks lovely
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Reblogged this on wwwpalfitness and commented:
Very well put together from start to finish!!!
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Thanks lovely
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You’re welcome dollface
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😃
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😊
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Outstanding!
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Thank you!
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Sparkling, Tosha. Love. xo
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Thank you xo
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You’re welcome. xo
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Well, that started off positive and then kicked my shins.
Good work, girly face!
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Thanks, bumble bee
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Btw, WP has gone back to douche town by not allowing me, the third Lord of Swingleshire, to like!
How. Rude! What?
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Oh for the love of onion gravy. The nerve
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Bonjour TOSHA on finira tous en poussière
Mon plus grand plaisir
C’est de venir te saluer
Ce matin chez moi le temps n’est pas formidable
Toi !!! As- tu le beau temps
Mais je me dis quelque part tu es là
Prés ou loin qu’importe la distance
je compte ton amitié parmi les plus grandes
Ce n’est que du bonheur dans ma vie, un réconfort dans les moments
de doute et de chagrin avec grande source d’inspiration
Bernard
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😍😍
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This is wonderful! 😊
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Thank you!
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Absolutely stunning
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Thank you kindly.
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Beautiful Tosha!
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Thanks x
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Very nice Tosha, really enjoyed this. -Thanks
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Thanks so much
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I really enjoyed this Tosha. This line is wonderful:
“I’m a particle of dust but even I
sparkle in certain light.”
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Thank you. Hope you are well x
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How odd…I’ve bee thinking about this concept, and song, far more than usual these past few days. Therefore the timing of my finding this post of yours seems highly convenient.
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Serendipity, maybe
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Reblogged this on Still Another Writer's Blog and commented:
Magic words; one of my favorite songs.
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Thank you!
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You are welcome!
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What can I say except, excellent.
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Thank you x
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Reblogged this on Truth Troubles: Why people hate the truths' of the real world and commented:
It is a truth that all anyone is is just a piece of dust that the winds will carry away someday.
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Thank you x
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Reblogged this on Nient'Affatto.
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Thank you xx
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Nice job Tosha. The poem is very melodic. I really like the line, “I’m a particle of dust but even I
sparkle in certain light.”
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Aww thanks
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I just had a thought, though. I might have written that line this way: “I’m a particle of dust, yet still I sparkle in certain light.” I’m not suggesting you edit your poem. I just wanted to get your insight since I too write poetry.
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I actually like your line better
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The reasoning behind my recommended edit is the first line is easy to trip over and sounds just a bit negative. The line I suggested is basically saying “even if I am merely a particle of dust, I am still able to sparkle when the light is just right.”
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