On My Other Hand….

BLUE ROOM ~ RED HAIR’ Canvas Print by Tammera

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I open my eyes and look

At that point in space

Without a trail

Talking to myself

With great expectation

Avoiding feeling down

Feeling poor

Struggling not to revive

The old dispute

With greater justifications

For the fire of anger

And the ashes it left

So well I know where it led

.

Hard to swallow

Aiming at specific measures

So as to balance depression

Accepting those facts

Will never change

No matter how deep the dream

Striving not to add more burdens

On my weak back

Trying  to understand

It’s all about not feeling obliged

To be or behave

This or the other way
.

Instead...
Sweetly let

That part of me

Fade  away.

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Posted for One Shot Wednesday

Meteorological

Stepping Out In A Storm

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Here in my shelter

Avoiding the open

By the window…

Gusts of hot wind

Transporting some substance

To my inner sins

Clouds of colors

 I’ve never seen

Moving places

Out of scene

No lightning or thunder

Storms, not so strong

Must be just a gale

Or a squall

Drops of rain

Moved away

By annoyed breezes

And then this disquiet quietness

And then this breathless breathing

Atmospheric instability

With little or no precipitation

Taking me to no direction.

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The wheather here today... so unusual .-)

No Melody

Nude On Butterfly Paper

Ice cracks

as I step on thin layers

 

air vanishes

as I run to kiss the wind

 

fire burns my stomach

as volcano rocks, stuck

 

water slips down my skin

as I sing, no melody.

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Write it in 160 characters (spaces included..) and visit Monkey Man

Give Me

Mujerblue by Beatriz Díez Muiño

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Give me
Get me there
Give me that nice surprise

Get me there
Where I should stand
Inside
This long story
Within
Endless tales
Not to entertain
Not even the child
In me

Me...

Me plus me
Two mes
Me too…

Yet.Not enough.

Oh please,
Give me that
So that it’s new
Or old
But
As if
I had forgotten

The difference...

No matter how far
Or how dark

.

And it does not matter because

The depth is black
And blue beside

Give me a nice surprise
As if Christmas time

Give me a good reason
To start and not to
Fight against the stars.

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Spotlight.... and C u Later!

Perfect

This much I’ve learnt:

Cannot be always right
So hardly ever- in fact.
My knowledge
Keeps on being
That imperfect union
Between the outside
And myself.

But that constant link
With all its imperfections
Does not undermine
The importance of that bond
Of one thing
To the other...






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My dear Brian has 'spolighted' me today at One Stop Poetry

This means to me more than an award or tribute, it's a recognition of a work I've been doing for too long now- I am afraid...

I take this opportunity to thank everyone at One Stop Poetry and all of my dear blogger friends, followers and readers for their always encouraging and supportive comments on this blog.

I must apologize for not having visited any of you in the last few days, but my private life is taking up most of my time, so blogging has become more a burden than a pleasure...- :-(

I've decided to stop blogging for a while, until the time is right- again!

See you all soon!
Joy always
and
Sweet hugs to everyone!
;-)

Dulce

GOT TO PAY

You are not ill

But need to pay

That bloody bill

You got a fine

Taxes and toys

For your boys

Get up early tomorrow

Have to work

Great deal...

You pass him by

You feel sorry

(Just another one)

Not even look at him

But he’s got all the time in his life

To stare at you

Mum, why is he begging?

Why don’t you give him some of yours?

He’ll spend it on drugs

Maybe he’s hungry

Well, then he should go to work...

But she knows

Neither drugs nor work

Will do.

His misery, a mystery

Only he knows

But, somehow

She too.

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That’s What That Is...

Painting-Unknown Author
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Now I know

Withhold its meaning

What it represents

Now I’ve got it

Don’t need revision

Or extension, for

Now I know

There is no need

To feel that anguish

Or that eager passion

Painful disappointments...

Now I know

It’s real

It’s for me here

To keep and conceive

No need to constantly

Pray for a miracle

A ‘please don’t go’

Or 'up show...'

Yes, I do

Know

Love is beyond all that

Beyond frontiers

Barriers,

Self-cruelty

Weeping fears...

It is more about...

It's especially-

...That peace

That grows in me

As I feel thee...

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