We all belong to the tribe called humanity.

We strive to be individuals, to have love, support, friendship, and fellowship.

The aftermath of the global pandemic has been tragic.

The ill, the elderly, often die all alone. Family times are limited and rare in-person events, which have resulted in a…

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The contest says, to share a poem about Driving at night.

The thought brings an image to mind.

Thanksgiving weekend in my youth.

We decided to try my cousin's idea.

Drive through the night, avoiding traffic

From Massachusetts to New Jersey.

The roads were quiet.

The air was colder.

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Found this on a napkin I wrote on some time ago:

Emotional Vacation

The pieces fit when together. The emotional. Vacation one feels with me. Like time with me heals and restores love and spirit. Lives return to a normal pace. The divine lights we share still there. Travel resumes…

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Salonista Cynthia

Salonista Cynthia

Passionate about art and science, I identify as a poet. Concentric careers made me an entrepreneur. My imagination is where I live!