Satisfying Tears

Sometimes it is easier

to pretend that the world is

sunshine and smiles

than to exist in one that is

storm clouds and tears.

So I decided to take a tough way

and live in a world that has

rainbows and satisfying tears

From a recent vacation

Flitter

Picture taken by my friend on vacation

Memories flitter,

but thoughts never linger

Not Going to Be Here ~ In 50 Words

I just wish I could hold onto you

but I can’t

So I find myself staring blankly at nothing for a couple minutes

simply thinking about you

I’ve come to terms that you are leaving,

but not yet that you are not going to be here

I miss you already

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The Fragility of a Day

Rain was in the forecast,

yet I drew in sidewalk chalk

because not all that is

must always be

Gravity

Inspired by the image

Pixabay/user:Comfreak

Sometimes

gravity just doesn’t apply

Floating in free fall

with nowhere to fall

because not everything that goes up

comes down

when gravity just doesn’t apply

cut my tether

cut my ties

not enough oxygen for the way home

Oh man, do I have a beautiful view of home though

The World at My Feet

Inspired by the image

Pixabay/user:Comfreak

Here I sit

with the world at my feet

and my dreams in the sky

But where am I?

What if I

kick off my shoes

how long will they take to land?

What if I

reach out my hands

will I touch the clouds?

Or the moon?

The stars?

The sun?

Or will I get

too close?

Too close to the sun

Instead of kicking off my shoes

will they be burned off my feet?

I see

but I cannot touch

I dream

but I cannot achieve

Here I sit

with the world at my feet

and my dreams in the sky

But where am I?

Armor

He built armor for himself

but when does

armor cease to be armor

and begin to be a prison?

How to Die

Inspired by Jules Verne’s line in Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea

“Yes,” I murmured, “we know how to die.”

Yes, we know how to die

on battle fields

in hospital beds

from buildings

in acts of cowardice

in acts of regret

in acts of sacrifice

with love

with fear

with hope

Yes, we know how to die

the question then becomes

how do we live?

That will determine

how we die.

With a Single Glance

The single glance

conveyed a thousand

wandering,

wondering,

thoughts.

The single glance

lasted for only the briefest of seconds

but told the stories of lifetimes.

The single glance

between two eyes

between two closed mouths

between two faces

between two people

told the stories of thousands

with a single glance.

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Adapt

Our eyes have adapted

From seeing landscapes and hunting animals

From seeing paper and writing in ink

to now seeing screens and tapping on them.

The question posed to us,

as individuals.

is if we can keep up

with the rest of society

by adapting.

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