Another Today

Today this I might

 

Feel like that queen

Sea-born

Night-loving

Most desired.

Apparent and unseen

 

I might right now

Feel gold crowned

Illustrious

Lustrous nails

Laughter-loving

Most desired.

 

By even those…

Reverent minds

Persuading

The most inclined

And also the least sharp.

So I’d be

Aphrodite

Encircling it all

Joined to harmony

For life.

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Image...(cannot remember)

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Be good! ;-)

archway

I fall

because that’s what I choose

too late the new voices

came to whisper

that there might be a way out

those voices of the past

remain in this corridor

my own archway

looking out

into a dry dreary garden

I fall in and out

for not being perfect

that much I know

but see

 I am able to imagine

there are flowers and butterflies, instead

despite my willing to rather stay

in this duct.

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windswept in grandeur by Charlie Trotman

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Posting for Free Write Friday

And Adding some contrast at d'verse

:-)

no star

it’s getting more and more lonely

this December night,

lost childhood
and weary elves

which no longer occur

no more kisses under mistletoe

my courage trembling

at my temples,

my chest getting impatient

like my  thighs

wonderful neglected verbs

longing  to emplore

somewhere to grasp

my new miracle

my axiom

or just a manger…

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“Sandcastles" from "Whispers" series by dorina costras

Posted for d'verse

not the end

Don’t you go
.

Don’t
.

There ‘s still some tune

 In my head
.

All by itself

Humming

While I try to enjoy

This moment of the end

Of exhaustion.

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Image credit
Abstract Transitions Panel 4, by Cameron Gray


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On the Tip of My Tongue

Lost it

T' was heartfelt 

Of course 

And I had written it so briefly and clearly

In my mind 

It wasn’t about the stars or the moon 

That blah blah blah

No

Nor was it about me and you

Or you

Or me

Or Him

Was not about that stuff

which tries to bother me

All the time

Day after day 

Night after night

It was more about ...

It was better than that 

But I lost it

Shame

In the sack.

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My Sack

It’s this moment I feel

So perfect now, as a relief

Now here and so quickly, already gone

Together with all that’s past

And so belongs in the sack of my memories

So good there is a hole

Which lets a few now and then abscond

And so the weight lessens

Hands open allowing balloons vanish

Up into that place with the air

Who knows where.

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Royal Self by Antaratma Images

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.

.

.

Scribbling Essence

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..

I am a writer

I write

so as to explain what can not be explained
expressing great things through small words
.

I write

for those who can not read me

and never will

guess that is the many other mes...
.

as I write I paint my voice
and make projects of what should have been

and how unlucky it never was

never will
.

I write about  the misery of this and other worlds

I write

for it’s the only way for me to state

I am a writer
.

I write

in an attempt to discern and

unravel
the capital letters
 of  l·i·f·e .

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Posted for D'verse Open Link Night Week 20

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Fairy Scribe by morgansartworld

.

.

.

Insolence

Had he lost his voice?

Not completely

For still I could hear

What he needed to say

Was clear.

His look disperse

Mine so direct.

I was assertive

Shy his mess.

I thought we had thought

A bliss had been born

Instead, a deep pain.

What failed?

Showing him my weakness

Or my strength?

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Autumn by Catrin Welz-Stein

Holding Stars

High up in this lookout

I keep my privacy and pledge

Nightfall’s my guest

And  as if basking

 in that reflected glory

You pretend

 While I defy

And get loose and lost

In that  imperfect accordance

 of you

 with one another

Observing me

Like flakes at times

Flames at others

About to fall down on my serenity

So as to  freeze my intelligence

Or  maybe
burn my nescience.
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Image credit:  A Transitory Valentine by Cameron Gray

 

So and So

Do not misunderstand me

So much

So often

So now and then and again

I am not turning back

For I passed on to page twenty five

Where I am writing about

All I cannot hold back

And all I will not- everything

But sad.

Mistakes I’ll make

Yet  

Oh now …

So much more conscious.

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I might not have changed that much. But one thing is sure, you are aware of when you've become a mature person the day you learn to distinguish between what is important from what is not. Today at d'verse the topic is about changes in life. Go have a visit and take part. Thank you!

Dry

_______________________

I have no further intentions

Though you might think I do

Cause that’s what I reflected

What inside was true

As it’s true

I forgot to water you

Cause I also forgot

It had not rained for a long while

And your dryness

Was like that tear about to fall

That puppy asking me

To lift him

And be his mum

Until he learned or glimpsed

Life is hard

And devastating.

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Flower Offering by Katarina Silva

Blue Urge

 

 

 

Water to moonbeam

So dark

Blind

Before your

Blue eyes

This

Transparency.

 

I jump into a giddy

Eternity.

 

Blue man,

Smiling you,

Where are you urging me to?

 

 

Often

All of a sudden I am not myself any more

Just a shadow of whom I used to be

Though being had little to do with living

Living less to do with the rest of the things

I used to think I was

.

All of a sudden, too often, you

Showed up to send signs

That what I was doing was all wrong

And you that I had a special gift

And then you , who
could not believe that shift in me

  .

And

All of a sudden the scary moments

Sacrified my existence

Turning into a tiny silly clown

At times, too often, aware.

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IMAGE: Fragile, by Metal Edz

Been There

So stimulating this feeling is

Because as you think and feel

As you feel and think

No witness comes to play

So you can give free rein

To your imagination

No limits

No nuances…

No censorship’s allowed…

This love…

Has

No agreements or disagreements

No arguments

No dirty details

It doest not get old

For it’s out of time and space

 

This love…

Is not moody

But clean

Pure

Always loose.
.

Invention

Creativity

.

That perfection

One always seeks
.

Sweeter than just sweet...

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Posted for d’verse open Link Night, Week 15

Image Escucho Tu Voz en Silencio (Google)

Been Trying

_

 

Been trying

to change our fate

Forcing life to take my direction

Because I was taught hope is never lost

Thinking how to change your thinking

When never could I 

  mine…

Thus, you would forgive me

I would forget

And we would start

all over again

Because I was taught

 we must forget the past

Enjoy the present

Dream the future

Been trying,

Been

failing.

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Image: I Have You in My Sights by Amanda Cass

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