self loveset boundariespreserve your sanitykeep naysayers out - keep a cleanconscience Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge no. 50
Self Love
cRacKed
Iwill besomewhere therebeyond your reachI'm sure no one is going to miss meI will carry bits of my cracked-up soulmove on swiftlyinto light-onlyme W3 Prompt #196
Quiet Awakening
When I pick one, the universe gives me a lens to change the view. What is it that I long for? Is it really absent in my life, or is it my limited view? Where do I go to get it and remove the sense of inadequacy? catch the energychoose your color from spectrumtune your … Continue reading Quiet Awakening
Hallucinations – Imayo
They revel in their own trip; obsessions galorehold emptiness together, splitting sanitytorturous interactions, others break apartfacing hallucinations - therapy struggles Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge no 49- Mental Health
Unheard, not Silent
I have used a 2,5,6 - 2,5,6 pattern. Let us call it Ascent, in the absence of a better term. Silenceis not agreementleast of all compliance I speakto be heard, if notunderstood by aliens let usleave an impressionfree to fade or erase Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
War and Peace
white flags waved on dark horizonsdeclare victory - PeaceNo war emblems of pain inscribed on heartstell a different taleAll lost W3 Prompt #195
Tales that tell, stories that sell
My footsteps have created a pattern I don’t recognize. The world around me has organised my random movements in a way they like. It feels like I kept talking incessantly, but no one was really listening. The background score they added to the video of my life doesn't make sense to me. machine languagesturn scarcity … Continue reading Tales that tell, stories that sell
Unaligned
colors hauntask for new patternsexpressionun-alignedto vision of the artist-but through his toolkit The painting is entitled “Mme Kupka among Verticals” and was painted in 1910-11 by Frantisek Kupka OLN at dVerse
Implosions
implosionsunheard, impactfulsuppressed ragebursting throughinvisible seams - a forcenot a silent scream Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge - Oxymoron
Felicitation
ancient stones ascend,slow whispers of patient earth,moon descends in grace,crowning their long, silent climb,silver blessing on the peaks. What Do You See #323
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