only through tragedy
is hard won resuscitation earned
when the netting of pain
and clouds of sinister motives lift
then joy easily filters back in
settling and surrounding
our once wounded essence
a deep sigh of relief
accompanies this return to peace
the torture of held in and poured out tears
whether recent or distant, they are left to the past
the present beckons intentional breaths
of inhaled calm and renewal
ushering in a return to the land of the living
…we begin again
There’s honor in a fair fight.
the arch of a brow
gives the mood definition
but belies straight lips
Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #157
When I look deeper into this piece, I feel it doesn’t necessarily refer to just dealing with writer’s block. Humans are complicated, and sometimes facing things is a long-drawn-out process. Being scared is just one of the emotions one can go through.
A blank page
can be scary to look upon,
as it awaits
your inner messages…
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Very profound thoughts. I was impressed with how the writer captured the emotions “feeding” on our misery. Well done micropoetry, IMO.
The pain is a parasite
The child of a bad experience.
Two Mindsets
Oh, that was a cute turtle until that ruthless hawk made him lunch. Well, that’s the democratic way – Kill or be killed! The weaker player in the game of life who deserved to be dead.
Au contraire! This is the Republican’s idea of justice. It’s disgusting. But, you watch, all the sick sycophants of the GOP will eventually end. It won’t be a sad day when they and tRump are over. There will be no sorrow, only joy because we will have ruined them and their evil ways! We will rule over them then!
Well, aren’t you a hypocrite?
Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #153
awake and alert
the mind focuses
on the tasks at hand
thoughts aligned to achieve results
i am pleased
day dreams slip in
swirling from one fantasy
to the next
thoughts drifting in pleasure
i am captured
sleep beckons my attention
wide awake with intrusion
no, thankfully not tonight
thoughts cease momentarily
i am relieved
nightmares force me awake
jumbling incoherent images
rousing heart-pumping emotions
thoughts gone haywire and weird
i am frightened
always pondering
images, words, feelings
flitting in and about
never-ending and overbearing
sometimes...
they land on paper
chapters closed and resolved
they remain in my heart and mind
not quite addressed, fearful of consequences
i yell them at the hologram before me
the need to purge anger arises
they land on my cheeks
the need to feel overwhelms
i push them into the deep recesses, locked away
remaining hidden from myself
but always a stream that never stops flowing
Oof! This one hits you right in the heart! It feels like a great loss, an aching memory, or the thrill of newfound love. Such intensity! Enjoy!
I feel you
at the razor edge of madness
in the fierce break of waves along
the sea line
a half moon fading at dawn
in shifting shadows of endings.
I feel you in the sweet froth
and flow of memory.
In dark eyes that catch mine in
musty corridors of dreams
I see you
in the wild of wolves
the vigil of birds at my midnight window.
I sense you in sacred passages
where like phantoms we are lost.
art by Karol Bak
whether out of beauty or pain
a soulful release emanates
at the precise time
its necessary
a body’s need of expression
earns it a required stability
these intermittent flashes of emotion
sparking the next step into a newfound reality
each successful misery
ensures durability, strength and endurance
every joy experienced
gains a person hope, satisfaction and strength
we have to trust in ourselves
for life is given to us
but our nature leads us
let it not go astray
I recently read these gems, very touching and heart-felt. This poem (published over three days) expresses well the emotions dealt with at the end of relationships. Might evoke some tears for those who can relate; you’ve been warned.
In silence I hear your voice cracking,
You whisper your final wish;
“You and I are lacking.”
So simple it was for you to say.
Beyond my mind,
beyond my soul,
I was lost for you not to stay.
you said; “You knew it would happen one day”.
The burden I felt streaming through my vein,
the voice I lost in my pain,
the wish I never had imagined in my brain,
The waves were still and waiting for their remain.
Silence is what kept us wondering,
to wonder; “I Was not afraid to ask!”
To tell; You did with no mask.
To tell; You did with no mask.
Face to eye,
body to linger,
We grasp like there is no tomorrow.
For there shall be a next sorrow.
you said; “I’m sorry, but I have to.”
We were in a flow,
but you had to grow,
beyond your dreams you stayed,
but in pain we weren’t made.
You had to grow,
we weren’t in a flow,
…..
…..
….. anymore. You said your goodbye,
“You had me at hello.”
while we both disappeared into the blue sky.
Desire of the best,
you remained you
while
I
became
that
guy.
I
became
that
guy.
Whose Liability was caught by atmospheric beauty.
At the end of light, in the beginning of time,
I rise with thou gazing moon to seek for wolfs cry.
By dint of howl I reckon my faults eye;
“Thereby I fought/ I arise/ I wander
from misery
to impasse
of
ending sky.”
To clamber through life in gallivant of night,
A butterfly of dawn,
nor battles cry,
I Amplify my music of spheres through, but why?
To ask, but not to answer.
To seek, but not to find.
To touch, but not to feel.
“To not deny the truth from my goodbye.”
