Traveler

Dec 2024

irinia

the soul of joy grows in circles
it glitters in children's cheeks
singing together washes away
the momentum of nonsense
I contemplate the unknown,
the right proportion of light of darkness
their breath kept in balance,
the golden harvest of hearts,
of hours
the fir tree gives away
some scent, some wonder

Merry Christmas

#christmas

Dec 2024

The uniVerse

Illuminate Me

They asked for my honest opinion
but I’m not sure it’s something I can give them
to know I see past their visage
I would rather remain a chameleon at large
always blending into the background
you may search for me but I will never be found
not the real me the core being
because if I reveal me I reveal you
like the eye that’s all-seeing
toppling your pyramid scheme
reducing us to grains of sand
tell me what makes a man?
is it the value of his name
or the respect he has gained
does his wealth hold weight
what determines his fate?
won’t we all be reduced to nothing
despite clinging onto something
is this really what you want to hear
or would you rather I placate your fear
passing my smile around the room
I guess it doesn’t matter either way
it will all be over soon.

Dec 2024

Skyler M

More so/Less so

Remains spread across a mossy bed,
Trees warned of the wind above,
Dissuaded from reassembling,
Decided rotting was better,
Transforming into the earth below.

These hands,
These arms,
This torso,
This mess,

It’s more so,
Less so,
Guess so,
It’s so-so.

From moss comes the dewdrops,
Caught sight of the glimmer,
Travelling inside of fingernail beds,
Through pumping varicose veins,
The pressure erupts through-

These eyes,
These ears,
This nose,
This mess.

It’s more so,
Less so,
Guess so,
It’s so-so.

These legs,
These feet,
This tragedy,
This mess.

I’m less so,
More so,
Guess so,
I’m so-so.

Startled awake,
Thought I was fake,
It didn’t take,
For heaven’s sake.

Dec 2024

Kurt Philip Behm

Ernesto

The story of revolution
the glory of Che
The fury of wander
a doctor’s foray

Silver spoon of his birth
the high noon of choice
A tune peasants cling to
that force in his voice

Daring insurrection
then falling from grace
Each stalling acceptance
a rebel’s embrace

His legend in khaki
a friend to the weak
Unbending in spirit
— both joyous and bleak

(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)

Dec 2024

firstdraftfolder

how to swim

i am learning how to swim
from the pedals to the butterfly,
feeling the water glide across my body
catapulted by my own device.

i am learning how to hold it in,
taking deep breaths- inhaling the chlorinated air
with quick gasps of relief,
as my lungs brave forth.

i am learning how to love
with the pieces left from familiar traumas,
to trust myself and others
as we open our arms in embrace.

i am learning how to live
where no one knows how to deal with life
and bravados are carefully maintained,
and anxiety is one thing we all share.

i am learning how to mourn,
to sit down with the losses,
and let the dam of tears flood
the pain and regrets of yesterday.

#learning #love #living

Dec 2024

Madeline Clow

Nonsense Op. 20

At the end of the world
In a cold mountain rage
Where the wind howls on
Blowing the age

If you listen long enough
Perhaps for a day
You'll start to understand
What it has to say

You'll hear voices!..
Near and far
That drone on and on

From the past
From the present
And from here anon

They speak of dreams
So many dreams!
That didn't come true
From horses, from ducks,
And from humans too!

Time can't be found here
In the never fading light
Foggy and cold
All not day long
All not day night

You listen on and on
But you know!
They do say!!
The longer you listen...
the longer you stay...

And you'll stay and you'll listen
Till you forgot you need to ***
And long after that
Till you're no longer free

But what's it to you??
You weren't free hitherto ...
And besides!
This is art!
And... it's sooooooooo

dejavu