Isabelle

Isabelle Jan 2017

Figments of Reality (Collaboration with NB)

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•fig•ment : something made up or contrived
•re•al•i•ty : the quality or state of being real
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*Dreaming while sleeping, and sometimes awake
Whimsical fancies fueling escape

Wishing is for the uncertainties
Collecting more than three from genies

Checking out my daily horoscope
Astrology might give me some hope

Calling out all the deities I know
Bending my knees, blessings they might bestow

The magic still holds expectations
Of this world its seen from all views

But the signs are unclear, faded
It doesn't feel useful when put to use

And I still await, alone
For something that may just come passing by

Or maybe in the form of an angel
Dancing with howling clouds across the sky

Collaboration with my friend, NB. I'm so happy with this one, thank you for accepting my request!

#reality #fragments #daydreaming #figment #maskedreality

Jan 2017

Ola Radka

We Are All Painters

We all paint our lives.
The mountains of challenges,
The rivers of tears,
The waterfalls of joy.

We mix the colours of sorrow and laughter
And add the colours of experience and the years that passed.
The souls we will always remember
And the moments we will never forget.

#life #people #sorrow #joy #experience #moments

Jan 2017

theblndskr

OLD DEAD TALES

S o m e t i m e s . . .
You can't help but look at
        P  I  C  T  U  R  E  S
                Of Old Dead Tales. .

          "'Coz once upon a time,
they were captured at the  m o m e n t . ."

and it just suddenly  E N D E D,
w i t h o u t     s u b s t a n c e
          living a bad aftertaste,
               that doesn't even
                        linger
                          on
                            .

12 21 2016
start time: 5 56am
end time: 6 02am

Jan 2017

The Faithful Dreamer

His Whisper

He whispered into my soul today,
on this warm Spring day
in January.
To live in the moment.
To enjoy Him in the now.
And not ask questions of the future,
which I do not yet need to know.
My life ahead is in His hands,
and therefore all will be good.
I do not need to see what lies
beyond the bend of this road.

Listen to the birds, He says to me.
Remember that they do not store
for the future or worry.
Feel My Presence in the warm
Winter breeze.
And in the chickadees hopping
within the trees.
Feel the warmth of My love
in the sun upon your face.
Take a deep breath.
Rest.
Let go.
Release.
Live in the moment.
Enjoy Me in the moment,
He gently whispers to my heart.
Walk in step with Me in the present.
Upon the road called Now.
And let My peace and joy
overflow.
Within you.

He whispered.
Into my soul.

Jan 2017

Gidgette

Takes

I'm sorry,
I don't know how, to make amends
I'm far too sensitive, see too much
To have any "friends"
My mistakes,
Ingraved, in stone
I can never be forgiven,
Nor left alone
For these strange sins,
I cannot atone
Like the water,
That so loves the moon
Someone like me,
Can never dance in tune
Wierdo,
Beneath all others
I, am well aware,
But please, when I pass by
Could you kindly not stare
Do me this favor, just look away
As I'm well aware of my mistakes
And I know, I can never fit,
In this life of only "takes"