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

Universe

a vast empty place
called our home

all space and time
contained in this infinite continuum

planets, moons, galaxies and stars
every form of matter enclosed here

every discovered and undiscovered
variation of life

a place of wonder and intrigue
we’ll never understand it all

this universe
of nothingness and everything

States

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sometimes
tuning out
into the make-believe
the stories of others
forsakes the tragedy
of our own

soothes our reality

often
the conversations
in our heads
skews our perception
alters
the substantiality

changes our reality

mostly
engaging with people
immersing ourselves
in nature
grounds us
makes our world whole

defines our reality

Lasting Impression

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Inspired by Go Dog Cafe Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: July 24, 2019

My desire
is always to live,
think, and feel
in an expansive
environment. 

I want rich emotions.
I want life
to leave a mark
but only
the non-bruising kind.

That’s the desire.
If only
it always
worked out
that way.

Maybe down-on-our-luck
events are
the only ones
where insight
shows itself? 

It seems
this is
how life operates,
whether we like it
or not.

Sometimes,
it can’t
even really be enjoyed
but existence
keeps us to the path
of the next unplanned event.

Easy or hard,
accept it or don’t.
Life is always
about achieving
a balance between opposites.

Life is a lasting impression.
May I have passed that on.
How it sticks on us
determines our way
to the end.