Tag: music
What’s Going On?
Hey y’all. What’s up? Hope life is treating you well. Just a heads up, I’m thinking of starting a true crime podcast that will focus on missing persons cases. I’ll probably post then on my YouTube account. If you liked to watch, I’ll post the link below. Life is fairly busy with work and family, so we’ll see if the podcast comes to fruition. It’s important to me to always strive to make a difference no matter what I do. Life becomes so much richer when we focus on others. I suppose that’s why I’ve always gravitated toward the helping professions and the nonprofit sector.
In other news, off to the Outer Banks for vacation. It should be fun. I hope to see a few wild horses and some beautiful coastal scenery. Photos to follow. Right now, my BH has made us breakfast. It’s become a new Sunday tradition. He has stepped up his game. I appreciate the effort and the bacon. Ha! Good stuff. Happy Sunday, y’all. I haven’t stopped writing, a new poetry book is in the work. It’s the one I mentioned months back. I’m writing it with my beautiful friend Misty. It’s a collaborative effort. I’ve also been approached by a couple of journals. I just need to find the time to submit. Thanks for always being here. I love this community.
Here’s the link to my YouTube
And music for the day..
After Life
A few of my favorite quotes from the Netflix series “After Life” The plot revolves around Tony, played brilliantly by Ricky Gervais who loses his wife to cancer. Tony decides to ditch his nice guy demeanor and take his grief out on the world. Ashley Jensen and Penelope Wilton stars as well. They are phenomenal. It really is quite something. The show takes a poignant and brutally honest look at loss. Don’t worry though, there’s enough humor to soften the blows.
“One day you’ll eat your last meal, smell your last flower, hug your friend for the very last time. You might not know it’s the last time,so that’s why you should do everything you love with passion,you know? Treasure the few years you’ve got causr that’s all there is”
“We’re not just here for us, we’re here for others. All we’ve got is each other. We’ve got to help each other struggle through until we die and then we’re done”
“I would rather live and miss him, than be dead and have him miss me. That how much I loved him.“
Anf my favorite song from the series. “Among The Living” The soundtrack is exceptional and features artists like James Taylor, Lou Reed, Nick Drake, Elton John, and Hammock.
So Happy Together
Poem to follow. See under image, but first, if you haven’t seen After Life on Netflix, I highly recommend it. It’s Just so beautifully written and acted. Here’s a link with all you need to know about the series. https://www.standard.co.uk/stayingin/tvfilm/after-life-what-is-it-about-how-can-i-watch-it-everything-you-need-to-know-about-ricky-gervais-new-a4085796.html
Come with me, my dear.
let’s explore the world.
The good spot always
by your side.
Let’s dine on constellations
and leave the map behind.
We’ll star in our own slow
reveal romantic comedy,
of mishaps and Sleepless
in Seattle precision.
Let’s live a life that’s
tender, wild and lyrical,
while discovering foothills,
rocky terrain, and coastal
hills and valleys.
We’ll wander together through
port cities on golden days,
passing afternoons in our
own happy haze.
At twilight we’ll embrace
under the street lamp’s glow.
Happy to be together.
To breath, to move,
alive in our aliveness.
Here we’ll create our own
landscape for two.
-Tosha Michelle
The Will Of Grace
Now that the worst
is over, she can finally see,
that thanks to him
she’s where she’s suppose
to be. He, her
unanswered prayer,
and what a gift
it turned out to be.
Her loss became a gain.
She’s happy now.
She’ll always be grateful
that he let her in,
finally at peace with
time spent .knowing
it wasn’t wasted.
She sees him now as
he really was.
Maybe, she always did
She’s left behind his
sideways gravity,
a half note fallen
from the sky
There was a moment when
she could have loved him
best, but the long view
had other plans.
Her bare soul now
rest with the soul
of the beloved. In him,
she sees her better self.
She hopes her unanswered
prayer is well and
living a good lived
life, one worth writing
about. Her wish is that
destructive patterns
have been broken, and
he’s full of confidence
and inner strength.
If they ever meet again,
she’ll greet him with
kindness, not bitterness,
or forgetfulness,
like the rest.
She’s thankful for every
hour they spent
Her sweet friend of
moonlight talks and
city walks.
For awhile, how she believed
in him.
How he believed in her.
For a time, how she
grieved for him.
Noe she hope
he’s happier than he’s
ever been, charming
many with his gift
of gab, content with
someone meant only
for him.
-Tosha Michelle
“I got a new life, you would hardly recognize me”
The last post was a bit heavy. Something lighter for a Friday. Blouse by Zara. I should buy stock, their clothes males up half my closet these days. Lipstick by Urban Decay. Giving red lips a try, and back to a darker shade of blonde.
And
Have a wonderful weekend. In museum and antique shopping mode here.with my ride or die (as the kids say) And that’s the tea, sis. Haha! Will also be working on my latest poetry book. It should be out this summer. I would like to donor any profits made to the National Center fot Missing and Exploited Children.
And now a song of the day.
“I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign/ Life is demanding without understanding/ I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign/ No one’s gonna drag you up to get into the light where you belong.”
Time
They say time will tell,
but does it?
Why then
are we always asking?
It doesn’t even have a face,
just two hands that only
meet twice a day.
Why do we focus so
much on its passing?
We can’t change it.
Yet, we still seek answers.
Constantly questioning
leading to more of it lost.
We forget that time and
all its duplicity belongs
to us.
Time matters?
Only if wasted.
-Tosha Michelle
Valentines, Cupid, Judge Judy, and A Poem.
Oh and flowers, candy, kittens, and the newest Kindle. Reading is fundamental. 😍
Happy Valentine’s Day, beautiful ones. Don’t you roll your eyes at me! 😜 Whether you’re single or in a committed relationship, today can be a wonderful time not only to celebrate the love of your life, but also the love IN your life. Love is beautiful in all its forms. You might also want to remember how truly special you are. Shoot yourself with a bow of self love, not literally of course. “But your honor, she told me too” 😙
Before this turns into Judge Judy, here’s a new poem of mine. But first Tucker has a message for you all.
Sometimes love finds us
where there’s history,
in a tapestry that refuses
to be worn away.
Proving that nothing truly
loved is forgotten.
Here you can rest for days
and leave the map.
The sullen iciness of days
misspent, replaced by the
warmth of the sun’s gaze.
Hearts touched by the
grace of transparency.
Standing on soulful, solid
ground, grateful for the earth,
and the tenderness it returns.
Knowing nothing is endless,
all beginnings end, but
solace is found in each moment,
loved and loving.
-Tosha Michelle
Eyes Wide Open
My eye has almost healed. Yay! Still a little red but looking straighter. The final alignment takes a few months. Will update with another photo then.
Enough of me and my eye journey. I did want to share because this is huge for me, especially since it improved my vision a bit. Now here’s some music to get our Sunday off to a tuneful start Lots of love❤️ -Tosha
Life’s Afternoons
Life’s afternoons pass quickly
The buzz. The bark. The lilies.
Take notices of these things.
Eat the pear. Find meaning in the sea, the clouds, the elms.
Listen to the song of the birds,
the solitaires, the chamber music of the air.
Know sometimes the sky will
darken, but eventually the overcast grey will lighten.
Take the long way home.
Crown yourself with constellations.
Lounge under the grand oak.
Don’t be afraid to walk toward
the cliff’s edge.
If you fall. Find the lesson in
a halo broken.
Bend close to the curves of ears of those you love, tell them how much you care. If words dissolve on your tongue,
give them the warmth of your arms instead.
Believe in the call notes of
your heart. Store up the
soul’s rubies and sapphires.
Drink up all the moonlight
you can.
Be more than just a stray wind.
While you’re alive, live
have faith in the possibilities,
the thorns, the rosehip, and
the ever changing pitch of
afternoons well spent.
-Tosha Michelle
Everything I Never Told You 