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-Candace Marie
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Hello, friends! I wish you a Happy
K.I.N.D DAY (May 4)! 🎈
Update: My personal philanthropic endeavor (now) is to use income, from real estate investments, to help with reconstruction efforts in Al Mahra, Yemen. Focus: Repair or provide new homes for those in need! 🚧
@RodRummelsburg
Hello sweet friend 🍭 Please take care and have a marvelous week. I will enjoy much needed sleep. 🌙
A 𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭 morning
(in advance). ☕🌷
[ ◉¯] Innerdalen ° Norway
If death seeks
to separate us,
my love,
I would stalk
it like
the Grim Reaper
&
with the
certainty
of my hands-
kill it.
For eternity
is ours...
forever-
without
cease &
our blessed
souls
one.
— Candace Marie | 2020
I am everywhere & nowhere.
My home is planet earth.
I live in space where time is
Between the rise & setting of the sun.
I belong to no one & everyone.
I was created from clay-
dead interstellar dust & tiny
beautiful cosmic things.
I am nobody & everybody.
I am a star.
— C.M.
HAPPY K.I.N.D DAY!
¢ēlē๖rคtiຖງ 5 ฯēคrŞ! 🍭
Help a child.
Hello! I am founder of K.I.N.D. : an international holiday recognized by former Florida Governor Rick Scott, National Day Calendar & Days of the Year.
3 years, we donate to
@monarelief
. Family & I pledge $100 for '23.
@RodRummelsburg
Rod,
I love this Gif!
Thank you... 🤍
...the open sky,
the warm sun ...
˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚ʚɞ
freedom... 🌻
that is what it feels like as we approach summer. 🛵
🎧
Hello!
Wake up with me every morning at 7:30 AM EST (U.S.)! Listen as I help melt away the borders between us by highlighting the culture, language, people, hunger & news of each country in 5 minutes, weekdays, through the Good Morning World Podcast. ☕
— Candace Marie 🌴
i've escaped
life & its
villains &
monsters.
fleeing &
vanishing
myself in the
valley of shadows
with only my
silence that
speaks & nothing
more- but, this
miserable monastic
existence i’ve been
forced to exile
to by your iron
fist leaves only
grief & sparrows.
— Candace Marie
@RodRummelsburg
Hi Rod 🌊
A much calmer picture. Hope all is well. I wish you a wonderful day. Thank you always for being a big supporter of my podcast! :)
🦩🌴
the manner of my
circumstance
leaves me barren
of any thoughts-
i am clumsy
& without
clarity
my aches
& trials
of our love-
time with
space between
sees me
gasping for
life itself-
as if gasping
to breathe...
— Candace Marie
@RodRummelsburg
⋋✿ ⁰ o ⁰ ✿⋌
Wow, Rod! 🌴🌊
Not sure what to say! Lol It looks so beautiful and so deadly all at once! 🙈
Thanks for sharing the best Gif. :) I am so happy you listened to another podcast show called : United States. 🇺🇲
Bye on this lazy day. 🌷
Hello, Friends!
I want to thank you for your follows, friendship, participation: polls, likes & retweets. 🦩🌴
I will be back on Monday. Have a beautiful & safe weekend.💜
— Candace Marie
i bid you
good day
or is it a
good night?
upon reflection
awake or asleep
i've known as of
late— love has
stolen both
the melding
of day into night
like light wrestling
with the wolf.
— Candace Marie
Hello
Friends!
Hope you had a happy K.I.N.D DAY! Children always appreciate an abundance of love and kindness! 🤍
In the Americas, we are going to sleep. My friends on the other side of the world, good beautiful morning! ☕🌷
— Candace Marie
📷
@Fatikr
| Yemen
@RodRummelsburg
Love your photo... A merry and peaceful
evening to you, Rod! 🌳🌙✨
P.S. Have you heard of a Bonsai fruit tree? I have not. Wow...\(◎o◎)/
whispering grass
& a peeping sun—
dragonflies
under a diluted
morning -
drips of honey
& dew among
prickly things...
i remember
you & i
& the empty
country house...
the old record player
& the kiss.
now. no rose
blooms.
only thorns
& empty spaces.
— Candace Marie
So, friends, I have been away due to family (& cat Meowkai) emergencies.
Even with my pivot being away from relief work to works that will help families w/ rebuilding & self sufficiency in Al Mahra- please never forget to support friend & hero, Fatik
@monarelief
.
#ProjectYemen
I am surrounded by beauty—
With a mirage of milk bottles
& tomorrow's dreams
That my belly & soul
Will be filled with food and hope.
— Candace Marie
HUNGER
Did u see the joy
that settled on my lips
as a rosy glee
painted on cheeks
cool from the nites
soft breeze—
I'm weak
from a pale spirit
my happiness sprinkled
w/chocolate drops
from a black sky
goodbyes & tears
are for tomorrow
as I hope today
w/ u will last forever.
Love, France
Black History Month
Josephine Baker (June 3, 1906 – April 12, 1975) was an American born French burlesque dancer/performer, film star, civil rights activist and spy for the allies during World War II.
જ⁀➴ ಇ.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, INDYA! 🌺
& wishing you many more! Wow, you are 31 years old now! You have accomplished so much dear daughter! Thank you for all your many gifts you sent to me & your brothers!
In Honor Of you & your kind heart...
Why
#ILoveYourCountry
I learned the French breakfast is coffee and pastry, DRC official language is French & you can trek for mountain gorillas, Ireland gave us Halloween, we can sleep in cave hotels in Cappadocia, Türkiye & the Philippines has over 7,000 islands. 🦩🌴
light meld into
dusky night—
the silence
mourning day.
i fade again
into haunting dreams
replayed in acts on
forgotten reels...
while lullabies hide
in the voice of the wind
as it winds between
mountains, villages &
across the coolness of
the ocean's face.
— Candace Marie
i've no interest
in exiling my love
to Gulag— or
talking in whispers or
hiding you in dreams
or painting black
hearts against an ink
black canvas—
seed to sprout
in dark fertile
soils of the grasslands-
love emerges— seeking
the face of the sun to live.
— Candace Marie
I Yearn for you
Like the dew yearns for the morning
Like the trees yearn for water
I yearn for you
Like sparrows yearn for a window ledge,
grapes & scraps of this or that
& I yearn for you
Like the lone wolf... yearns for the moon.
— Candace Marie
We are fraught
with order & style—
wearing circumstance
like a black cloak...
expressions fragmented
into yellow glitter of light
& shadows from a lingering
& watchful raven.
— Candace Marie
i have no indifference
to the ordinary-
the trivials &
mundane
cares of everyday.
It is the
extraordinary
i am most
sympathetic.
By its
very character-
it shares with us the
possibility of
anything—
like a starving flower
receiving rain on
a sunny cloud-
filled day.
— Candace M
i dance in
solitary poverty
dress ripped
my lips red from
kissing —
i twirl
feet bare
as the sea moans
in agonizing waves
while my diamond
falls from my
slender finger
to earth—
shattering into
a million stars.
I scream—
dove to raven
as the church
bell rages.
— Candace Marie
From Wadi Dhahr in Sanaa, Dar Al Hajar stands tall on the rock of history as a witness to the greatness of Yemen and its ancient civilization. ▪️
🎥 My Source: Walid Ali Al-Masari
YEMEN
Blankets were distributed in Sana'a to 159 families who have children who are blind or have other vision challenges.
Donations were made to Fatik's
@monarelief
by Patreon members. I contributed $50 for a birthday In Honor Of Indya M Smith.
📷ᴹᵒⁿᵃ ᴿᵉˡⁱᵉᶠ
1979
I say later days
to swimming wells
& pale ice cream
in summer stays
in haunted cabins.
It’s my fab party of one-
1979
Glum anthems
blasting against pink walls.
Stuffed pets
in place of real ones-
Caring for them
in a place
Where clouds are marshmallows...
@RajRajaru
@Ancestry
"...we are all
true inheritors
to our world cultures"
Raj, that was beautifully said. True indeed. That is why all of us should help each other in appreciating & maintaining every country's unique beauty & culture. ଓ
📷 Patty Baker
Hello, Friends!
I have some exciting life pivots I will roll out soon. What better day to do that than May 4 (K.I.N.D DAY).
I have decided to commit my life to raising awareness & helping improve the lives of Yemenis in the Al Mahra area through Project Yemen.
— Candace Marie
i loved you
for a second.
the crunch of
your bicycle wheels
stirred the meadows
scattered the birds
breathless
your eyes
i could hear
the church bells
see fairies
while we sipped
crushed grapes
under cotton clouds
surrounded by wishing
trees sewn'n mess of
twists & knots.
— C.M.