pause

Overwhelmed and under nourished,the soul saturates with someone else’s meaning.Rest resiststhe constant collision of worlds warped by screen shields andanonymous armies.We break without cracking. Pause —to feel the sun slink into winter coatsto hear the birds banterto see the smilesurfacing on a stranger’s face —return it and exhale. pause ***if the animations aren’t loading for … Continue reading pause

sin distortion

The mind bendsto what it seesas the willow bendsto the wind —Suggestion savors the momentbetweendisbelief and discretion,distorting the ever-sortingmind.Smiles and frowns,mere waves —emotion rolls eternal to the rhythm of the unknown.But beyond the tide,the current settlesto reveal the pearly present.

a flight, a feeling

To enjoy a joy unfolding and shed the analytical holdingthat binds our minds to pattern-seekingand making meanings ofsmoothed and sparkling stones.To be elated by the moment,without the beckonof becoming someone on the horizon,a vision as opaque and hazyas window grit, deniesthe luscious warmth of clarity.Flow into being.

a new unknown

The trip of a lifetime in honor of the captainwho mustered the crew and resigned. Not from defeat but from dutyto some unopposable divine.That same random rulerdelays the queen’s arrival,another crisis-clotted convergence ~ yet the ship adapts before rivers collapseto release them from hellish penance. Her majesty’s maidens embark.

weightless wonder

Does an easy life exist?If it did, would it be livable?Would it be worththe wait for wonder?Or is there any waitwhen sorrow’s weight burdens lighter?Would it be forgivableto wish for wanting less?Tested to tatters,we cast unanswerable stonesat a manmade mountain, begging for mercy magic enoughto move the crowned mighty.

coils

Peaks and valleys coil,wrapping ‘round the middle,squeezing the life out of hope.Brain mice scurry to settle on consistent inconsistencies:fragmented information as breadcrumbsto a deeper doom of fiction. Hope is hindered but not haltedin the grand halls of uncertainty,edging away fromthe dungeon of despairto travel by airto meet the origin of manto honor an untimed death.

revolved

On the last nightof a darkened yearfilled with light remember:the good in the bad,the tender in the tight,the softness in the strength, the death bearing life.Forward and forewarned to release expectations and embrace uncertainty. A bird homed in high ceilingsremains unfree.

countryside calamity

Betrothed to a viral lovehellbent to twist traditions into isolations —even the day breaksan unpaired dove.No choice in the choosingdecisions made under duress —there is no knowing what has failedbefore each feeble test.This year mimics last,no reprieve for the pious,while rebels fall in dual accord —the unscathed rendered sideless.