What do we know?

What did I know about you?

except that you were



and with

blonde hair

Really you were just a boy

young and innocent

excited about cupcakes

and tea in the morning

what did I think about you?

except that you

could be a charm,

diamond in the rough

to my ideal

version of life

Really your were just a boy

tired of pretending to be

an adult

play and plotting

away your next


What do you wonder about me?

she’s a tired type of girl

and funny to listen to

easy to laugh with

but never sharing


Really she’s just a girl

dreaming of a fairy garden

where icicles can grow

on trees

even in the summer

What do you see in my eyes?

Always shaded

by my downward cast gaze

and never looking up

just a glance to

notice the blues and hazels

swirl in a mist

revealing her soul

Really I am just a foriegner

seeking a new land

to live in peace

where I can pray and sing

to every sunrise and


What do we know?




My meaning

Mark your self as


chide yourself

as lovely

for as the moonbeams

rest on the laurels

of yesterday’s events

you are still


you mean something

mark yourself as


tell yourself

“I’m kind”

for as the sunshine

rises the weary travelers

to the day break

you are still


you mean everything


my meaning


Each day I seem to go over everything that I did and said. This reumenating is not very good for me, I know. But it is hard to break a lifelong habit. So each day, I spend time recounting what I think I should have said. When I find myself re-living moments, becasue it’s inevitable, I try to focus on the positive of each moment. I try to remember any kindness or smiles. I try to remember the laughing, especially the laughing, so that I can stamp that day with a “good job”. It doesn’t always work, I’m not always successful but these small steps will hopefully help me run the marathon of life.  Photo by Belinda Fewings on Unsplash.

lonely no more

I sweep away the crumbs

from my cluttered desk

finding space for

my fingers to tap the key board and once


relay to you

questions of my heart.


the woodpecker sleeps

as the moon fades into darkeness

my breathy fog

hits the screen door

as I call my dog back

back to his warm home


maybe having the answers

to all of life’s questions

is exhausting

maybe its too much to bear

but in this moment

I am jealous

of the future

jaded by my desire to know

know it all

to understand the depths

of my

dark soul.

Is it too much to ask?

Too much to reason with?

the cascading emotions

of time and relevance

only draw me

closer to



the fan that constantly


in my room

provides a much needed


to the sounds of the voices

in my head.

to the ringing of the

“too little to late”

mantra that pierces my eyes

each morning


I find respite here.

I find rest in the words

penned so carelessly

one has to wonder

if they count as


But I find solem peace here.

Knowing that

if I can find

just one weary traveler who


we can journey together.


lonely no more


I read a blog post just last week about lonliness and how it can effect many places of your life. That feeling that you don’t belong or others don’t understand. It can be a sinking feeling that becomes a crippling idea landing you into the realm of depression. If you are feeling lonely today, please, say hello to me in the comments. I want to reassure you, you are not crazy for feeling this way and you are not alone either. This interent sphere can tie us together even with just a comment.


Promote Yourself Monday, January 20, 2020

Please promote yourself and share a recent piece you have written on the original post! don’t forget to check other’s work!

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Promote yourself Mon

Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday.  All Go Dog Go Cafe community members are invited to post one link to one specific piece of their writing (600 words or less please!) they have published on their blog, Facebook page, or Instagram feed into the comments section below.

If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.

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Good Morning, Self

Good morning

my love

sweet face

scratchy eyes

and button nose.

Good morning

my sweet,

yellow pale

morning rays

remind you

of all the innocene

the early day offers.

Good morning,

I say

as I look at my reflection

wondering about the girl

in the mirror.

she isn’t as tall as

I remember

but her smile



Good Morning,

I muster again

courageous to the

wind and

dreamy thoughts

that suddenly

fly away

as I remember

to brush my teeth.


self love

I have been inspired to write pieces this week that are inspired by the ideas of self love, self talk and self reflection. Maybe I should call it the “self series” ? What do you think? Regardless of the title, I have noticed that myself and others have been dealing with self identity and self talk issues. My dear friend, my dear reader and others have noted that they feel lacking in the area of self love. My goal is to uncover my own thoughts and feelings but also inspire others to speak kindly to themselves and discover how special they really are. -L Photo by Jo Jo on Unsplash.

Understand Self

I don’t understand myself

like I used to

where the easy thoughts

of life and love

drifted toward me

with a meloncholy roar

Now I seem to speak and act

in defense of

a version of myself

I no longer relate to

A type and personality

that reflect a darkened visage

my core inner strength


I don’t understand myself

like I used to

will the silent moment of

words suffice?

Daytime Wondering

Late in the day

with only a pencil

and pen

to my name

and wish that you were here

by my side

Late in the evening

with only a soft

red blanket

to comfort

my lonely heart

And I wish that the flowers bloom

In the dusk set air


tomorrow will wash

over each time and place

and soon I will forget

the reason for my aches

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, January 14, 2020

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Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate.

The prompts are designed to be quick challengesthat can be written in 10 to 15minutes, inspire you creatively, are fun, and get everyone interacting. Please post your response to the prompt in the comments below and show your fellow posters some love and support. All members of the Go Dog Go community, including Baristas, are welcome to participate. Feel free to share this post on yourown blogs and/or Facebook.

Today’s prompt: Use the phrase “standing in the mirror, she….” in a piece of prose or poetry

Happy Writing!

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My head is heavy

with the ideas

that tomorrow and today

aren’t heaven sent.

instead I think in circles

and replay time

as if that will

clear the fog.

My mind wanders

to a distant


where trees and flowers sway

a place where

I see only the sun

shining through

the mist of the morning.

And I wonder

Am I alone in this world?

Getting back into the rhythm of life is hard after the holidays. This week has gone by slow and fast all at the same time. I definitely have the new years blues and I am hoping that by indulging in my favourite past time (writing) I can regain some assemblance of myself. What are ways that you ease back into everyday life after the holiday?


Photo by Markus Spiske on Unsplash.

Promote a Poet/Writer Thursday, January 9, 2020

Meet new writers and share a poem that inspired you this week!

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Promote a Poet.Writer Thursday

Welcome to Promote a Poet/Writer Thursday! This is the day of the week where all members of the Go Dog Go Café Community are invited to introduce a Poet or Writer they enjoy reading.

Participating is really fast and simple- in the comments below, post the link for the Home Page of the Poet/Writer you are introducing to us and tell us briefly why you think they are special.

We encourage all of you to visit these blogs (or social media pages) and get acquainted with some great new writers.  You never know who you might meet. . .

Happy reading!

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