the possible end
anxiety takes a toll
a forecast of doom
Tag: fear
Stuffed Down
it was concealed rage
coming apart at the seams
feared discovery
Life’s A Conundrum
Inspired by Reena’x Xploration Challenge #363 &
Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Writer’s Choice
we live in an uneasy world
where “the basis of optimism is sheer terror”**
while we create a facade
the happy face people are accustomed to
we move gingerly so as not to disturb life’s delicate balance
but beneath it all
we are quivering with fear
one plot twist away from disaster
always hoping for the best outcome
but prepared for the worst
may things always turn out to our satisfaction
**Quote by Oscar Wilde
Dread
Inserted image – Annie Spratt @ Unsplash.com
Inspired by Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Foretelling &
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #356
signs are everywhere
emboldened skies foretelling
proceed with caution
Timo Schmitz
Helpless moment
Down deep in the ocean, no light,
Darkness, no breath, a hurried tide,
A wall of ice pulls me down on the ground,
Glittering darkness’ silent sound,
Broken glass, broken inside, broken shadow,
Restless fires freezing inside the snow,
Ceasing in a ray of hope.
My fear of losing you
When I have fears that I could lose you forever,
I panic –
I become afraid of messing things up,
And as much more I think of it,
As more as I mess it up.
Because if there is one thing in the world
One wish
Then it is not losing you.
Insecurity
When I see in your eyes,
I get caught by your love,
And your tender replies,
I know you connect with my soul.
Yet, it is my worst fear,
Is to disappoint you,
Because to me, you’re so dear,
Like no one was before.
I don’t want to say anything wrong,
Not a broken word at all,
Because too well we get along,
And I know I’m good in destroying it.
I know you accept me as I am,
And yet my worry does not vanish,
I wish I could be more perfect,
But all I can see in myself is my blemish.
Walking through the river
Walking through the river, wet are my feet,
Thorns on the ground making them bleed,
The water is becoming red all around,
Its burbling around is making a sound.
Frightened or released, I do not know,
Whether the thorns will stop to grow,
Revealing jewels in the riverbed,
Tons and tons are miles ahead.
It is for better
It couldn’t be better,
The way things are,
After life hits you,
One might think:
Why am I this unlucky?
But in fact,
There is something better
Waiting for you.
Take the chance,
Grasp it!
I am happy
The way it went.
~~~
Timo Schmitz is a language fanatic, philosopher, journalist, poet, and book author from Germany. He authored poetry books in German, English, and French. His poetry was also featured among others in Luna’s Poetry Bar, I Write Her, The Short of It, and the anthology Social Justice Inks. Schmitz is currently doing his Ph.D. thesis in philosophy. Timo was first featured in 2022, and had his work appear in The Short of It – Volume 2, Reflections & Revelations. This is his second feature this year.
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Akhila Siva
Leave her alone
The wildflower heart
strums to the pace of
evergreen woods.
She unwinds her infinite
tears of hues and blues
inside a silver dew drop.
She renders to the beats of
autumn leaves under
the blanket of a misty fog.
She sleeps under the stars
cherishing solitude.
Stop staring at her
And leave her free.
She is not a wallflower
But a wild flame of love.
Leave her
Leave her alone
She belongs to herself
Tranquility
The ocean, a tranquilizer, does croon,
Healing the scars of the lone, distant moon.
Along the waves of affection’s sweet kiss,
In the dewy night, they find moments of bliss.
Lawn of thoughts
The soul bleeds letters, an artful stream,
Words flow in tendrils, like a poet’s dream,
Notions bloom, like buds at dawn,
In the lawn of thoughts, a muse is drawn,
In the realm of verse, an inspiring scheme.
A journey of passion
I’m a canvas of emotions, colors rich and true,
Expressing my feelings, in hues bright and new.
I’m not a woman who never wearies or tires,
But within my heart, dreams shine like fires.
A journey of passion, a flame burning bright,
I’m a spirit unchained, in my own radiant light.
With strength and purpose, I reach for the inner light.
Orchestra
rustle of drizzle
chirpings by the window pane
nature’s orchestra
Futile heart
cradle of uncertainties
stretching out their limbs
entrapped futile heart
~~~
Akhila Siva is a self-motivated, lifelong learner. Passionate for quantitative data analysis, her analytical mind flourishes, while her heart resonates with the expressiveness of poetry. A Dew Chimes – Misty Poems is her first published poetry book. She has also authored a book titled Know Them: One Answer to Many Questions Akhila was first featured in 2020 and then again in 2022. You can find her work HERE.
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Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris
Slipping Away
Slipping away
hour by hour
minute by minute
the second-hand twirling
out of control
Confined by this body
constricted by disease
the pain of movement
the agony of living
not ready to let go
Do not let go
holding on to today
wishing for tomorrow
lamenting yesterday
slipping away slipping away
Where is my lifeline
shouldn’t there be a lifeline
something to grasp to hold
to climb to the surface
keep from sinking into the pain
Drowning in misery
struggling to breathe
keep myself from descending
into blackest depths of despair
send me a lifeline – please
Nature’s Show
Frogs are singing
deep bass croaking calling
calling where’s my mate
Lady frogs harmonize
higher alto answering
I am here I am here
Seagulls squeal above
soprano voices hailing
warning all who walk below
Crows squawk in tenor timbre’s
fighting words to all their foes
battling for bits of shiny treasure
Spiders weave a web of sorrow
for their unsuspecting prey
food or love, it waits in silent ambush
Swaying in her lonely garden swing
moving slightly to and fro
watching nature’s magnificent show
Alone in the Dark
Alone in the dark
of night
Fear has wrapped
itself around me
through me
Heart thuds against
my chest
Slower and slower
squeezing precious
air from my lungs
Terror waits patiently to
for its turn
to sink sharp vicious
talons into my stomach
rending, tearing, devouring
Breath halts
lungs rebel starved
body reacts and sits upright
Eyes open to see nothingness
alone in the dark again
~~~
Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris lives in Southport, NC. Published in Whispers & Echoes, 50 Give or Take, Visual Verse, Spillwords, and Wounds I Healed. She received an Honorable Mention in Tales from the Moonlit Path 2021 in their Abandoned Places Halloween Challenge. She has poems published in both the 24-Hour Poetry Marathon Anthology Publications – 2022 and 2023. Gypsie-Ami has recently completed a chapbook merging her two loves, poetry and flowers, titled Reflections of a Woman’s Life. This is her first feature with The Short of It.
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We’re Still Here
charlatans, all
trying to predict the end of the world
thousands of years of fear-mongering
have gotten us to this point
of absolutely nothing
occurring on anybody’s watch
all charlatans
Rust
Redux
injurious thoughts
penetrating a tired mind
the head’s fabric torn
Originally posted 11/18/2018 on I Write Her.
Timo Schmitz
No connection
No connection, battery empty,
Be my charger, bae!
Yet still lonely, you don’t know it,
Because we aren’t walking on the same way.
Let me inside your world,
Let me gain your trust,
Face what you feel for me,
Is it eternity or just bodily lust?
Climbing to the peak
Colors which are in the mirror unseen,
Sunsets so orange, yellow, blue green,
Through breathlessness where I hike,
In the moon nights’ sweet delight.
Where the fog is getting thicker,
Walking further through the night,
In the dawn the sun is breaking,
Galaxy-like shining light.
Myriads of breathless miles,
Melting in a thirsty might,
Reaching the mountaintop
With smiles.
I don’t want to lose you
Every morning when I wake up,
I know that I have such a luck,
– That you are with me.
But life is dangerous and one hush,
An unattentive moment in a rush,
And nothing would be as it was.
I am so afraid of losing you,
Because you filled me with life.
~~~
Timo Schmitz is a language fanatic, philosopher, journalist, poet, and book author from Germany. He authored poetry books in German, English, and French. His poetry was also featured among others in Luna’s Poetry Bar, I Write Her, The Short of It, and the anthology Social Justice Inks. Schmitz is currently doing his Ph.D. thesis in philosophy. Timo was first featured in 2022, and had his work appear in The Short of It – Volume 2, Reflections & Revelations.
If you’d like to be featured on The Short of It in the future,
click here for the submission guidelines.
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