Write a poem about a moment in life which seems fleeting.
Maybe it's a moment you wish could last longer, or a short period of pain that goes away.
Braille skin, from wet wind
Exposing hairs as if they're fleeting
Noticing a skip in rhythm, in your heart, as it's beating
Stomach lifting like a railroad track's presence noticed speeding
And you catch up to each breath let out, while gravity is leaving
Hold on or let go? scared to death, and tired of grieving
Can't control the unknown, so to float, may show weakness
Let's forget about our bones...
i’m climbing up, up a tree,
reaching for a sky far beyond,
but oh- my foot catches, i fall,
i hit the ground-
wake up, they say,
with wet noses and eager paws,
there’s a ladybug in front of my eyes,
and spring flowers in the air,
wake up, it’s time to go!
and I do, I wake, I go, away
I run far and I run free
through trees and forests, through lakes and sky
wings of birds on my back and ...
One long night
New to love, the smell of your hat had me in a trance.
Walking those cold streets. Meeting in front of the keys night after night to be with you just one more time, a once nostalgic memory.
Making footprints in the snow, comparing our feet.
Cracking yourself open with stories of your life, good and bad.
Dreaming of not only our life but a routine.
Those little moments that made ...
I’m at the park, grandpa pushing me on the swing
Just a kid, running circles around him, every lap adds to the rings
Grandpa stands still as a tree, smiling, watching
I take it for granted, no concept of this moment that is so brief and fleeting
I’m growing older, climbing higher
He was there on my journey, helped me put out the fires I played with, no surprise there
Giving me advice, he saw himse...
The gods were once nothing,
Minute and minuscule back in the day,
Hercules a limp nobody,
Raising to plump unfathomable fame.
Circe an overgrown weed,
And then bewitching with her overbearing gaze.
Does transfiguration occur whisperingly?
Does it emerge solemnly?
A discerningly gradual affiliation,
Gingerly coursing your rippling spine?
Is it an enticing whisper cradling you to slumber,
It’s cold blue outside.
I walk to where you’re standing.
Looking at the setting sky.
Your skin glows.
Your eyes exploding.
Your smile distracts.
I notice nothing but you.
You look at me then look back at the sky.
I look with you and a symphony of colors are existing before us.
“I’ll remember this forever” I tell myself...
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