Agape Love
Unnecessary Line Challenge
Neat. Clean. Tidy. Kept. My roses always bloom
I eat smiles for breakfast
Hope is my chaser
I drink it down really fast when despair attempts toxicity
Walking, walking with me are angels
Michael, Metatron, Gabriel
Engulfing me in wings
While prepping my very own
Humanity upticker; heart, soul, spirit- jumping for joy's sake
I'm just a grunge girl, slowly digging my own grave
Beautiful planet. Beautiful people. Beautiful life.
Positive reinforcement
Positive feedback
Positive fast-forward to the end of the tape
Agape love
My design
My earthbound mission
Unselfish
Giving freely
Expecting nothing in return
Goodwill and commitment
More than a feeling
An active choice
Forget Philio. Forget Eros.
My love is intentional; the highest mountain top view
Patience
Kindness
Endurance
Fellowship
Brotherhood
Preparing a love feast to rewrite the human mindset
Neat. Clean. Tidy. Kept
My roses always bloom; I eat smiles for breakfast
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Author's Note: This is my one-and-done entry for the Unnecessary Line Challenge, celebrating agape love with an uncomfortable twist: the thought of doing something foolish, which may contribute to one's downfall or ruin.
Many thanks to all who read! ❤
About the Creator
Marilyn Glover
Poet, writer, & editor, writing to uplift humanity. A Spiritual person who practices Reiki and finds inspiration in nature.
Mother of four, grandmother of two, British American dual citizen living in the States
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Comments (6)
Not me imagining you ripping out the smiles from people's faces and eating them, lol. Loved your poem!
Mg - Well, you certainly 'splashed' it all out on me. You have a TerricTude; not so with me. I've never had your kind of patience, and I've worked on it..! So, Marilyn, is your knee well enough now to kick cans down the street? Best to you, Jk.in.l.a.
😂😂😂 I love how ultra this poem is. Beaming with positivity and light, the unnecessary line has me giggling, this piece should sweep it in - easily. I can kind of see you being grungy at heart, or having a grungy past which belies your evolution as a healer 😚😚
Marilyn! This is simply beautiful and I love the artwork!
That's humanity. We are always kept...though we have our challenges. Masterfully expressed, Marilyn!
I like the contrast with the line of such hopefulness with something a bit darker