the silence
the space between,
the gap where distraction ends
and the mind begins
eroding your best defenses
your most resilient practices
it’s almost funny
how everything can be destroyed
by nothing
Tag: Prose
waiting
and even now
after years
of mental anguish,
self-discipline,
and sacrifice
the hardest thing
in the world to do
is nothing
~
Photo by Ümit Bulut on Unsplash
gatekeepers
heaven and hell
both have gates
so who are the real
judge and jury?
flawed systems
designed to tell us
who we are
gatekeepers determining
our destiny for us
~
Photo by Nikola Knezevic on Unsplash
new moon
high tide
change is coming
I feel it
a rebirth
my planetary soul
cleaning my slate
begin anew
known, seen
a busy street
rush hour, nature lurking nearby
a family of deer emerge
a father and two children
unbothered by the modern technology
flying past, life-threatening
father approached, an unusual distance away
frozen, I waited, breath suspended
for the inevitable frightened flee
he draws near, almost within arms reach
I thaw long enough
to reach a hand out to greet him
and though he flinched
he didn’t run
as if he knew
~
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broken mountain
knife
how do you tell the person
who hates to see you in pain
that they have the knife?
~
Photo by Reza Hasannia on Unsplash
