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 Mar 2022 TSaltact
Kelly Mistry
Stay on the trail
We say
Don’t disturb the environment
We believe
Limiting our presence
is best

But is the trail truly separate from its surroundings?

Just for a moment
                                  leave the trail behind

Step on the grass
Settle into the dirt
Sink into the water
Feel the rock
The sand
The soil

Any of it
All of it

We are not confined to the trails
Not our influence
Nor our impact

We are not separated
Kept safe and apart
By the trails, roads, structures that we make

The illusion of our disconnection
From our ecosystems
                                        is
                                              dangerous

Allowing us to only play the role of
Savior with our absence
Destroyer with our presence

Both Savior and Destroyer are outsiders
Gods that act on the world
While remaining removed
Unaffected

We are not gods

We are
               players in all ecosystems
                       entrenched in all food webs
                               affected and affecting

Only by seeing ourselves in the picture
Neither problem nor solution
But part of all processes start to finish
Can we see what conservation truly is

Conservation of balance
Conservation of community
Conservation of self
                                      as part of the whole

Static equilibrium is not the goal
Our world has always been dynamic
Ever changing
Ever evolving

Each player in an ecosystem gives as well as takes
How do we give?
Can we balance our give and take
Find reciprocity
                               in each unique facet of our world

I believe we can
We must
We will

Imperfectly but with purpose
Through setbacks and leaps ahead

And I need you to believe it too
 Mar 2022 TSaltact
Anastasia
As I become undone
My threads untangle
Every little knot unraveling
Their stories lost
Memories fade
Images drown in static
I succumb to little needles
Pricking every surface of my skin
While a song seeps from my throat
And leaks onto the dusty floor
Alone on creaky hardwood
In a dark
Dim
Crumbling
Home
 Mar 2022 TSaltact
DElizabeth
"he isn't interested in you anymore.."


my eyes widen..
a worrisome furrow forms between my brows..
eyelids feeling heavier..
corners of my lips slowly descending into a downward smile..
a warm fresh flood of blood flushing my cheeks..
embarrassed..
sorry..
ashamed..
discouraged..
defensive.­.
fearful..
my vision becomes momentarily blurry
but i quickly reverse the possibility of tears..
i sit up and breathe deep..
i divert their attention to something trivial..
i won't let them see that it shattered my heart.
I am ice cube
fire put out
no other love rules
in your sbsence
In love our hearts are.
trust energy the courage
eyes like air to breathe,
poem the food devoured,
To nurture stain or drain,
our ancient lovers aim.
Patience key passion luck
Lock is temperate heaven
And you my vine all mine  
To relish, cherish to trust
  my groom my Adam
your bride your Eve.
Tree of life
willow divine.
~~~~~~
Mr and Mrs Andrews
And Karijinbba.
https://youtu.be/UMGn__JFBO8
 Sep 2021 TSaltact
sophie
mud
 Sep 2021 TSaltact
sophie
mud
clutching onto ****** bedsheets,
i woke up in paralysis,
petrified by silence next to frequencies
repeating in my ears like a killer headache.
my body was stuck in a pale green buzz:
sickly and menacing and groggy.
i wanted nothing more than this,
for i had fallen ill,
and i could not escape it.
hands down my throat, mud in my lungs,
i blacked out underneath my shallow breath
decaying and dilapidated,
dying with every second.
my overdose
 Sep 2021 TSaltact
Gulishta
An active ...an active duty call...
Words...please spread them for...
For a life lost somewhere...
Somewhere...we couldn't look for.

Burdened hearts with heavy shoulders...
A youth lost to nature.

We moved one stone,
Another turns up..what's the matter.

In the valley ...where river flows..
It all seams a little scary,

The path left unmounted..
But couldn't stop the screaming,

Soundless words spoken...
Haunted eyes prays...
Hallowed emotions broke...
The last fragile part of the brain.

The one among the thousands..
The life left to chaos,
Hanging in a self imposed purgatory..
But the life.. still goes on.
Since the day, the wispy clouds and the blooming flowers had taught me to love...

I had so much longed to cross the bridge that leads to your house...

But now, when I have crossed the bridge to reach you, only a haunted mansion did I behold...

That neither harbours you nor your faking heart!
Just a random thought on how a true heart is often cast down by a false love! Gratitude for reading this!
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