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Fumyo Mar 23
slip into
a dewdrop 〜

take a swim
in grass blade
reflections
Andy Denson Mar 22
non-reacting
presenting an acting exercise

— it’s windy outside.

non-reactors finding.
searching.
stillness in the storm.
This poem explores the concept of detachment, performance, and presence. The repetition of "non-react" and "non-reacting" suggests a meditation on stillness and the art of restraint, much like an actor perfecting the nuances of silence. The imagery of wind and searching captures both movement and pause, creating a delicate balance between action and inaction. A piece that speaks to those who navigate the push and pull of existence, artistry, and self-awareness.
Sleep, sleep, my love,
everything's alright, I'm here with you.

Rest,
rest now.

Snuggle close to me,
I will be the one
to take care of you.

Let that mind slow down,
let the thoughts fade,
wrap yourself in calm.

Fall into my arms,
I'll hold you tight,
and give you gentle caresses,
like mom and dad.

I'll whisper that story,
filled with hope and love,
of our future.

Sleep, sleep, my love,
everything's alright, I'm here with you.

Relax your body,
relax your soul,
and let your spirit rest.

Fall into the deepest
of dreams,
tomorrow will be
a beautiful day.

With butterflies,
flowers, and meadows.

The sun will rise again,
and life will smile once more.

Sleep, sleep, my love,
everything's alright, I'm here with you.
Aaron Beedle Mar 17
Sleepy.....       I'm.... a
tired, type. The hype of life
reminder....     right?

Fired, if i don't wake....      on time.
But I.....   I don't deal...
                                                   with stress.....      and strife.

A broker in knives, for slicing ice.
It melts much faster
in little bites.

Lead me on this frightening
path of lightening
in a world that's getting faster
on a journey to disaster
without permission of the master
the plan will fracture.

We ourselves invite to rapture
and the laughter of the one thereafter
as we still ignore the lesson
on our mission of compression
turning days into seconds.

I relax, because I care
not because I care not.
The day is long and life is patient
Be the ball and chain of nations.
About: Learning to chill out in a hectic rat-race society and identify which things really matter to you and improve your life.
From a bench in the park,
I saw myself walking.

And I thought,
he looks good,
he works, he writes,
he does what he loves,
he has something to offer.

What I offer has value,
I have value.
Every morning when I wake up,
I tell myself how much I love myself.

I look in the mirror,
and say:
How beautiful!

I listen to myself
when I have a problem.

I prepare a delicious breakfast,
after work,
in the evenings, I train.

I take care of my friendships
and also my nutrition.

I take care of my appearance
and my thoughts.

I caress myself,
I give myself gifts,
and words of encouragement.

"Every gesture I give myself
is a hug to my soul,
and to my inner child.
I take care of myself, I love myself."
MS Mar 10
Think of what truly matters,
Not of fleeting distractions.
Contemplate the soul,
And the souls surrounding you.
Cherish the soul, cleanse it,
Liberate it with boundless opportunities.
Let life reveal its wonders,
As you surrender to the universe.
Embrace possibilities,
Keep your spirit high.
Accept imperfections,
To discover magical perfections!!!
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Who am I?
How am I?
What am I doing here?

I am not my thoughts,
I am not my feelings,
I am not my mind.

I am a free soul,
I am a poet,
with a sharpened quill,
I am your mirror,
I am your wake-up call.

I write poetry,
stirring your soul,
confronting you with life,
waking you up from sleep.

I am calm,
I am joy,
I am peace,
I am love,
the food that nourishes the soul.

I enter carefully,
I step in slowly,
through the dark corridors,
where you never dared to go.

I do not come to destroy,
I do not come to harm,
rather,
I come to heal.

Let us listen to the silence,
quiet our minds,
and let our hearts speak.
Immortality Mar 19
In the tranquil woods,
I wander,
each tree a thought,
each breeze a lesson.

Remind me,
in every pathway,
I am part of it all,
in this art,
called life.
"Everything happens for a reason, good or bad."
And after watching (a lotttt of times) and analyzing Avengers: Endgame, I believe that they are very right, lol.
Jackie Mead Feb 23
A pleasant surprise greeted the start of my morning today.
In the most pleasant way, I find myself sitting on a bench by the quay, alone, soaking up the winter sun.
As people pass by single and in groups, walking and talking, some on a Saturday morning run, my face is warmed by the winter sun.
With three children and six grandchildren and another one on the way my life is a wonderful, chaotic, mess at times.
A house full of children, bringing laughter, hugs, books, school pick ups, parks and bedtimes.
Today I enjoy my alone time, the peace and tranquillity, invaluable for a short while.
It is late winter, but the warmth hits your face, and your lips twitch and stretch, flexing involuntarily into a smile.
You take in a breath and feel your body warm from the outside to within.
The sensation akin to a gentle touch on your skin.
The reaction coaxed out of you by something so simple, the feeling of the sun’s warm rays.
It is a wonderful, unexpected start to the day.
I took my husband to the chiro yesterday and found myself with about 30mins and nothing to do. The chiro is down by the quay in Exeter and it was a beautiful warm, sunny day and a real treat to just sit and enjoy.
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