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Splendid Acceptance

A splendid day To gather thoughts astray Feel tension melt away Acceptance of self Gaze out across the land Sense the world in your hands A moment to understand Acceptance of others Reena’s Xploration Challenge #359 Ovi Poetry Challenge 77: ACCEPTANCE Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Splendid Featured image generated by Microsoft AI

In-Between Space

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And I was determined to travel both. So I weaved between the two, Exploring this one and that. The distance between the roads grew, And I found myself absorbed in the in-between space, No longer concerned with traversing the paths, And that has made all the difference. W3Continue reading “In-Between Space”

Perplexing Puzzle

A complex puzzleI find myself analyzing each pieceShifting this oneTransforming that oneFinding the altered pieces don’t meshA fragmented stranger I allow the pieces to return to their original stateObserve them come together A perplexing yet perfect wholeAccepting what is W3 Prompt #100: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poet of the week, Suzanne Brace, prompts us to write anContinue reading “Perplexing Puzzle”

She Knows

The secrets of my youthTucked neatly in a trunkStored in the far recesses of my mindRefusing to be sealed under lock and keyUnwanted memories ooze through cracksLike a fine swirling mistThey entwine themselves Among otherwise innocuous recollectionsOvershadowing scintillas of innocenceThere she is – a phantom in the mistA smirk upon her faceMy partner in crimeTheContinue reading “She Knows”

Together

TogetherIs how strong bonds formWe uniteOne for allLifting each other higherSo none shall falter.TogetherStrength is born through loveHate does waneAcceptingEach other’s differencesRemoving armor. W3 Prompt #63: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poet of the week, Murisopsis prompts us to write a Shadorma on the topic of strength. “A shadorma is a poem comprised of six-line stanzas withContinue reading “Together”

No Control

I know it appears I’m staring incoherently as I process the meaning of those jarring words. I understand what is happening; likely better than the specialists surrounding my bed, uttering conciliatory sentiments. These well-intentioned practitioners are determined to make me complacent. It is not an issue of coming to terms with my predicament. It’s aContinue reading “No Control”