Slowing tides

He shows His distance

‘I have to leave, again.’

Subtly the moon whispers: ‘I’m still here.

Allow me to hold those tears

I’ve been collecting them all in a mason jar

from the lovers the grievers all the beasts of the season.

When your love returns, my Dear then will I set free those tears,

the oceans now full of all’s despair.

New life will form, your roots firm, earlier will co...

A life in a world of work is filled with short hours of happiness and long hours of labour, the skills will require motivation and fake happiness to capture short happiness with short friendship and enemy preying upon our prize. This brings us to a our mission of short life....

Look onto the sky

Oh how peaceful it can be

Out there in the world

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Idkk 🤷‍♀️ i have absolutely no ideas rn 😭 I wanted to do a haiku since it’s short. I’ve also never done one before so that’s also why I wanted to do it.

Anyways, have a beautiful day. 🫶🏻...

Blood stains my hands clasped over my chest. Bubbling cascades erupt from my neck, but I don’t feel a thing. I lay back, peaceful and ready.

The sun is rising. Steam gently mists from the grass and my chest, now deep red, soon to be brown. I won’t last much longer and I’m ready to sleep.

The women came and took my horse, my gun, and my suitcase. The one with the dark knives grinned as she slashe...

Pain before the peace.

I sit and stare as my body betrays me.

Invisible to my peers, ever present discomfort like a smouldering fire inside.

Mindfulness only draws attention to the tingles and spasms

so I focus outward towards the sunrise.

A deep breath.

This moment too will pass, as time races forward.

I wish for both a stand still of time to appreciate the world’s beauty but also for ti...

The sky all blue, vast,

And birds soaring above

us all,

Beams shone through

windowsills, open arms

for early morning,

Voices distant and joyful,

All is well this day,

Everything a bliss....

The mountains at dawn is where my thoughts go

Thoughts that sound silly when you say them out loud

Thoughts that keep me up at night

Thoughts that make me question sanity

The mountains don’t talk back, they listen.

The mountains don’t interrupt, they listen.

The mountains don’t belittle me, they listen.

When I have no one, I have the mountains.

Always there for me and standing tall as I should...

The peacefulness of a mountain at dawn is very relaxing

The breeze is cold but cooling

There is no nosie to describe peace

The scenery is beautiful

The sky looks colourful...

What giant stands in my midst,

Grande in stature I feel so small.

Yet, I feel peace when I feel small,

How can that be?

It’s like it covers my insignificance with its power and then, I also feel power

Shouldn’t I feel nervous, unimportant, invisible?

No, somehow, the majesty and grandness of something so unmovable,

Gives a sense of security and peace, and rest for my soul.

The mountain, ancient, a...

Blowing little leaves

Creatures scurrying

The sunrise peaks

A new day hurrying...