alone and battered
mastering unknown forces
a chaotic dance
Tag: existence
Reality Is A Way Of Life
being in this physical realm
trying to achieve an extraordinary existence
not only to survive, but to thrive, and hopefully enjoy
yet what happens when nature dictates the next steps
how do we move forward
how do we address the necessary
and remain sane
these external forces unsettle us, can even unhinge us
consciousness, intellect, and reasonable emotions
grant us the ability to improve our situations
gaining knowledge is our sword to defeat that which can harm us
as we decide how to best cope with the onslaught
living is not an easy task
be aware and have courage
right the wrongs
protect the innocents among us
enjoin your community to protect the whole
and always…
love, love, love, and love some more
Floating
Redux
gliding seamlessly, easily
no pressure, push or pull
sliding towards no destination
peace and tranquility surrounds
life at a standstill in motion
taking it all in
endless end of purpose
goals drift away
pleasure and calm
sighs and comfort
easily gliding seamlessly
Originally posted 12/22/2018 on I Write Her.
Unbeknownst
Inspired by What do you see #233
careful unlocking
the mysteries of nature
some things best hidden
In Search
i am
who
am i
existence doesn’t guarantee answers
many strive hard
all of their days
many don’t
and waste away
the journeys we take
are varied and unique
just as we are
The Reason
Reblogs – Yassy & Tony Single and Tetiana Aleksina
Diametrically opposed, in every sense of the word, is where I find myself with these two pieces, but they do a great job of highlighting the good and the bad of existing. The expression versus the silence. But it’s not only the good and bad which surround us as writers but what inspires us all as humans, what drives us to express or not. The topics we discuss and the context ranges from every corner of being and encompasses every facet of living as well as what we dare and don’t dare to bring to the surface.
Dear Poets, Writers
Dedicated to you all
You are the indigo riding my mind
The purple wisdom in my bosom
The logic that becomes my instinct
The instinct that pulls my gut
Your priceless ink shapes emerald words
Like blooms woven in the white of paper
You are
The calming in the wild beating of my heart
Adrenaline pulsing my blood stream
The dreams behind my eyelids
The taste of music on my lips as I sing
The songs that still the rising chaos of a thousand pleas
My wired mind magnetized by the sage brilliance
That nourishes the trust
You perfect the poetry
You become the poetry
The PoetPerfect.
somnus (rem) by Tony Single and Tetiana Aleksina
eyes taped to the sky
spin around a world of rue
the silence that hems
Lofty
they say only angels live high above
circling freely above us
gazing down on humanity
i wonder how to rise to this place
where mere men couldn’t touch me
and only the ethereal embrace me
to be free from pain
to float only in comfort
perhaps wings would look good on me
A Flamboyance
with un-understood interestingness
these birds strut about gaggle-like
just being beautiful
Still
the view unmoving
nature in homoestasis
humans are in awe
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