She drowned herself
in the magical depths of silence. Searching, healing, finding her missing essence. A much needed retreat to her sanctuary to find herself!
We live in a world of lost and found
Get lost so we can be found again And then retreat back underground Until the process ends
pit I'll visit tonight with her said the yellow ******* of cordial and skylight in Monserrat she ought to treasure my Abacab with séance with her quilt of resilience that she'll muddle
a night in Barecelona
An expedition from confined hoards,
That retreat pens— to get off the boards.
Retreat for a while, when everything seems tight..
I pick up a pen-
And set it down again. This calling of writing has Its own friction, Pulling me back- Into my own retreat.
I haven't written a poem for almost a year now. I keep trying to write but I seem to have lost it. So I keep opening and closing this tab.
Non stop time-space tango.
Five senses twist and turn stories! Retreat to greater time.
Time here is treacle -
it's thick and syrupy, a rich golden glow that envelopes the spoon while flowing over the edges inevitably leaving a trail / a thread if you will, that will never be chased down or scooped up without leaving a sticky sweet trace that will last days before it fully fades to a savoured memory. Time here is golden treacle.
Went on a poets retreat. Golden.
The Sun slips to sleep
on Ishigaki's retreat under pastel sky
A Haiku's Sunset: On Ishigaki Island in Okinawa, Japan
Beyond trailing triggers
a faint sad sound delivers bringing my mind back to town and memory up river. Satchel and cane, I am so alone; yet, I was given a bane to climb pines attain. Opposite of the Lord's campaign the Cold Pine cranes. I saw the path to town; Yet, I felt something arcane. Squeezing my bag's belt, guided left and right, I followed the paths I felt while the sound of distance melts. The city of trees greeted me with a breeze. The solitude flew over me bringing me to my knees. I cast a secret promise, among'st the forest, flawless, that when I die my body will become one with the lonely forest.