Drive the drivers

There is a kind of sacredness about a honest day’s work and the consequent fatigue. Imposed work generates resentment. This state is the result of self-driven activity. earning it justifying existence I fly high The aches and pains are real, and yet so wanted. I could live again for it, but this is only about … Continue reading Drive the drivers

Life span

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Colors of life

I choose the words 'colors' and 'life'. writing gives me freedom paint words in soul colors I choose colors sandwiched between extremes black and white - do not a life make whole spectrums invite me to recolor life's ends   https://colleenchesebro.com/2019/09/03/colleens-2019-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-142-1st-of-the-month-poetschoice/

Spaces within

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Concealed

fallen from a wing left out of a flight - dejected feathers mourn themselves I see the sadness behind bright resplendence of colors Art by Beverly Dyer https://dversepoets.com/2019/09/03/poetics-art-as-inspiration-introducing-beverly-dyer/

Is that … who?

multiple eyes piercing my tattered existence….. Is that God an alien ship a dictator’s dream or my battered conscience? https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/09/03/photo-challenge-279/