truth eludes me as all evidence of anger I once felt floats away in arks of tears and self-delusion I ponder on arcs of life moving in circles letting myself be illuded by what I now feel atoms of thoughts rearranged in different molecular forms redefine identity - repeatedly I love misleading others but am … Continue reading Arcs
time is money takes us on scalar lines however what is precious is relative to what happened before or after countable is easy uncountable too vague to talk about And we confine our existence to pre-existing frameworks time moves on finite in small capsules floating on oceans of infinity bypassing human understanding of expansiveness and … Continue reading Time
do you see circles, or see a line all things move from here to there are you depressed, or elated all depends on the hat you wear i move with little thought or care don’t overestimate importance write a page, then file or tear jump the gun, take a chance learn a step, or form … Continue reading Moving in circles
I wonder why I’m hated so much I make it my business to pull down cosy blankets of make-believe housing comfort zones I believe I’m born to destroy illusions bred in chambers of self-constructed mirrors I wonder why I’m hated so much https://dversepoets.com/2020/10/05/quadrille-113-blanket-us/
I ask the heather for secrets whispered in its ear by someone who passed by ages ago it blushes pink the white blossoms await their turn now https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/10/03/weekend-writing-prompt-177-heather/
Losing something that was never mine Fear takes one to illogical climes You got your head in a dream, I'm told It's not on your vision that I'm sold Fear takes one to illogical climes Why do I cry for no reason or rhyme? It's not on your vision that I'm sold It's my imagination … Continue reading No reason or rhyme
I build castles in the sand with footprints of the past traversing roads roads in time which did not live up to promises of childhood yet, the castles are intact…. A strange creature turns in sleep dreams of the castles he will build over mine and unleash a new era ruled by what I called … Continue reading Sandcastles
Desolation, take me somewhere .... home or stationI explore emptiness to find pieces, memories to teara meaning lost somewhere in logical interpretationI want to know what escaped, what's hiding where I explore emptiness to find pieces, memories to tearDiscarded tidbits for reasons long forgottenI want to know what escaped, what's hiding whereI want to know … Continue reading Desolation
A blank canvas to paint your concepts and ideas enable you to brag show me off as a masterpiece, your best creation -is what you wanted you failed to think canvasses have a mind and colour of their own they decide how to interact with brushes and hues -help them to present a perfect picture … Continue reading Canvas
Sharing a lovely poem by Susi Bocks.. as i twist and turn through lifetunnel vision which held me backopens up a new perspective a ferocious husky comes into viewnow an industrious snow angelthen a person jumping for joy working through thicketsof grey, black and whitethe possibilities as endless as my imagination https://iwriteher.com/2020/09/24/kaleidoscope/
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