Fate

A thread selected
Fate refuses to be swayed
Poised, Atropos waits

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Sing

Listen to your heart
It holds the souls desire
Sing the song of you

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Haiku

Darkening shadows
Consume the days waning light
Silently night falls

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Naked Psyche

Unsettled feelings have gripped my heart

my soul

I’m uncontrolled

The harvest moon illuminates the crevices of my mind

Psyche laid bare

Thoughts creep and slither

Unleashed

Best left lurking in their dank solitude

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Fear

A hollowness invades your body. Organs dissolve in a rush of panic. Gasping you pull air into where your lungs ordinarily reside

Fear wedges itself high in your throat.

You wonder fleetingly

how so large a mass can occupy so narrow an area

and

if you were to vomit would you see a swirling galaxy of fear spew into the atmosphere

containing the twin toxins of doom and despair

that cripple progress and incite emotional mayhem.

15 minutes, 1 topic

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A summer moment

A breeze gentle and light ripples across the grass

Disturbing the sleeping dog he snorts his displeasure and continues his slumber unabated

Noise filled with purpose and industry breach my solitude.

Coffee bestowed unsolicited.

A perfect summer day begins.

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Map of her world

I watch her hands
Trembling and frail
Skin like paper, translucent

I remember their industry
Always working, doing

I watch her shoulders
Rounded and stooped
Narrowed now and weary

I remember their breadth
from burdens carried, alone

I watch her back
Bent and stopped
Decades of unselfish toil

I remember its strength
Standing tall and proud, a barrier

I watch her eyes
Dim and pale
Pain looking out

I remember their joy
Blue and bright
Filled with love

I watch her fade
From the world

And I remember…

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