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Reblogs – Elle & VJ Knutson
Our evolution demands introspection, acceptance, and determination.
self-doubt chimes, loudly
at success’ precipice
just drown out the noise
Ghosts and Shadows by VJ Knutson
Ghosts have no shadows
they are unsubstantiated
rumours of a life…
I exist, not because
of my shadows, and despite
the times I’ve been ghosted
Ghosts and shadows –
without them I am two-dimensional
with them, I am poetry.
Pushed over the edge.
Waves of emotions coursing.
Tears flow unlocking the deep hurts.
Loud yells projected to match the pain.
Feelings challenged. Resolutions sought. This torture ends now.
Distancing from the anger, the fear, and the abysmal. Letting it go.
Choosing peace, choosing harmony, choosing growth.
Deep relaxation and openness stage a presence.
Self-soothed in this self-connection.
Originally published 8/31/2018 on I Write Her.
the storm slithers in
poised so cool preparing to strike
like a dangerous snake
approaching its prey
until it erupts with chaos
the billowing anger
forging a destructive path
beware and protect yourself
for danger is all around now
your luck may have run out
The seven men forced us and our guide into the cave. It is a miracle none of us got injured with all the shoving. All I could do besides soothing my companion was figure out how to get us out. Label me mad, but I would do just that. I wasn’t about to remain in this stone cage, and with any luck, I’d be a hero. Color me confident; this was my mission! Alas, my feelings were so very short-lived. I kept my grief hidden as I watched the group members, one by one, take a bullet to the head.
in searching for comfort
found was a warm blanket of love
wrapping around my heart
an offering of safety and security
halting all the fears
at the door of our home
our intense passion flowed both ways
gifting each other expressions of nourishment
and declarations of love with our minds and bodies
the roaring waves became still
more like the ebb of ripples in a pond
lapping up against me
and like carved sand on a shoreline
the deep impressions left behind
slowly washed away
leaving only one set of footprints
Poet Interview – Akhila Siva – 3/5/23
Grab a beverage of your choice and come spend some time with Akhila and Susi! You’ll learn more about Volume 2 and get to know Akhila too.
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Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #272 – Word Prompt
& Moonwashed Weekly Prompt #134 – Dubious
in a dubious trance
feeling the same wavelength
The trailer is scary enough, but to really get a better understanding of indoctrination, you can watch the movie on Amazon Prime, YouTube, Google Play, Vudu, Apple TV or Sling TV.
Reblogs – Michelle Ayon Navajas & Ramblings of a Fragile Mind
Sometimes it all just gets to be too much…
Here we go again by Michelle Ayon Navajas
here we are again challenged to confront
the things that we long wish to forget
the obstacles we struggle to get over
the pains we never get to surrender.
here we are again in a world of never-ending
regrets to what was supposed to be a beginning
regrets to what could have been’s instead
if we weren’t dumb and stupid.
here we are again in a cycle of wondering
will we ever get to the end of our suffering
will we ever get to give up
just love forever and never stop?
The Railway Line by Ramblings of a Fragile Mind
Oh, Tazanna. I see you.
What a sublime vision.
My mind’s eye sees your majesty.
The glorious, the superb, the marvelous,
And the million other adjectives describing your presence.
I’m there reveling in it.
Swept away but immobile.
Will you notice me?
Originally published 8/29/2018 on I Write Her.
Inspired by Sadje’s What do you see #177
wanting to be felt
realized by some tuned in
love is elusive