Papers on my desk
Pondering on past mistakes
White dreams turn into dust
Based on a lucid dream I had of being in a cottage somewhere.
I'm alone and in my writing room just lost in thought.
I have a few more heavy poems coming out today!
I hope y'all will enjoy them!
Be back soon with more
Sit down take a breath feeling all this weight
Intake all the mistakes, the breaks, the maintain
Process all the information, the stats, the science
With sore shoulders knees weak all I can do is shake
With tears in my eyes I hope I won’t break
Everything I give or they take
I have to remember:
-forever can be a second
-our life is entirety but to the universe it’s nothing
-the sky is blue but the color of the ground is forever changing
Some days, I recede
too far back into my mind.
Thoughts are like a maze –
it’s so easy to get lost,
the way back is hard to find.
NaPoWriMo Day #14
Poetry form: Tanka
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