writing a poem without a prompt
is like
free falling without gravity
I should
capitalise the uncertainty
flowing on a bed of unmotivated haze
pay attention to the whispering wind
translating its sound into stanzas
So true
I wonder why
you spill everthing
on paper
the good the bad
the beauty the ugliness
the wins the fuckups
then this springs to mind
“But everything exposed by the light becomes visible – and everything that is illuminated becomes a light.”
It is so true!
Today’s prayer
Today
you are on my mind
my prayer for you
my dear friends
May they turn to You
May their hearts be soft toward You
May they trust that
Your timing is always perfect
May they find peace in You
knowing how precious they are
in Your eyes
No idea
I wanted to go to the beach
let the salty air tire me out
I wanted to hear through the seashell
your even breathing in the night
I wanted to cry to the ocean
let her strong arms comfort me
instead
I lied in bed suffer through a migraine
let the pain overcome me
I went to watch the Lion King
dozed off in children’s munching sound
I cooked butter chicken and mulled wine
let the meal speak for itself –
How did I get here?
Truth revealed
when love runs dry
my body cringes
at the sound of your voice
it gives me away
my denial is futile
The floor is the witness
Dissociation
I had great fear of snakes
the only way I imagined
to deal with snakes
was playing dead
I coped with it
that way
I coped with pain
the same way
I played dead
to my thoughts
feelings
memories
I stepped out of
my sense of identity
I neither resisted it
nor fled from it
I simply
acted in avoidance
Different But Same
the lion and the lamb
a king and a sacrifice
a ruler and a follower
real gentleness is strong
true strength is gentle
Flicker of Thoughts 