ScriptedReposts

Aug 2021

ryn

Distance

My heels had felt
harsh gravity
of the steep downhill...

My toes suffered,
the vicious bite
of the incline.

My soles had tasted
the everlasting bland
offered by the flat of the earth.

I know the distance.

Alas I run unequipped,
with a horse’s breath.

#hellopoetry107 #distance

Aug 2021

ryn

Unrequited

We both
fell in love
with the idea
of eternity.

Unfortunately,
eternity...
Never fell for us.

#hellopoetry107 #unrequited

Aug 2021

ryn

Tribute

.
If our family was a tree,
you must be the roots.

Forever planted,
forever supporting,
forever nurturing.

Just so that all of us,
may bask in the amber
of the sun...
And bathe in the silver
of the moon.

.

#hellopoetry107 #mothersday #tribute

Aug 2021

ryn

Spool

Unravelling...
Like an
endless spool of yarn...

Constant flow
of thoughts,

only punctuated
by the break
between each song
and the next.

#hellopoetry107 #spool

Aug 2021

ryn

Tunnel Vision

When the periphery is muted,
one walks the precipice -
long and narrow.

Open minds are fenced in;
And are inadvertently confined
to hushed tones
and feeble babbles.

Life then ceases to be a journey...

But rather,
a recurring commute.

#hellopoetry107 #tunnelvision

Aug 2021

ryn

Unreal

.
It would eternally echo,

the pain that you’d entertain,
and feel...

But if it didn’t hurt,

then it never was real.

.

#hellopoetry107 #unreal

Aug 2021

ryn

Ablaze

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find the paired other•
just as long as the
torches remain
ablaze•
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#hellopoetry107 #ablaze #concretepoetry #torch