sweeping springtime, in a floral meadow, lily blossoms gaze, into the sunshine, where flowers bloom and petals, swing open, and curl outward, like fingers, of a woman, her palm outstretched, slender, bathing, in the beauty, of the sublime
the best way to end an ending is to start a beginning because some things are better left unresolved because truly we're never finished as people not at 8, 18, or 80 we're like one spoke on a bike wheel surrounded and aligned with others before, and after you speaking in revolutions we just only have to find the right ones in our frequency
how to move columns of air with your feet by machinepoets, literature
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how to move columns of air with your feet
WHII-IIP! WHOO-OOSH! the gunshot of the gi's open face cracked like a wild bang as the white tree trunk and white cloth club and foot, gently rested by my side. he was tall in frame efficient in every movement. poised to the edge - but in control. and he smirked - when he let you know, you were beat. but he would tell you how to move columns of air with your feet.
Shackled to a song Not even a Symphony Watching my mind soak in the notes Which I drown in fermented beverage For how else can I choke this verse Of all the plagues it has unleashed It is not done so that I can sing But to show that another song can be sung Yet if I must Sing I shall rise to the pulpit and conduct A hymn of pure silence Until I am inspired by my audience Waiting for this inspiration I shall hold my nations flag And let the cold winds of a Country bear down And grant mute audience to my Harmony Had us a laudable purpose I would have already been singing But as majesty would prevail I find myself enjoying the Darkness And watching all the trash Crumble away Like Kidney stones none of us need.
In Darkness, We Walk (Halloween 2023) by JCSolis-Lit, literature
Literature
In Darkness, We Walk (Halloween 2023)
In Darkness, We Walk Halloween 2023 By J.C. Solis In Darkness, We walk and let go our grief For this is the Eve we find our relief In Darkness, We feel our bodies now quake For We spread our mantra for all our sakes We spread our shadows and consume the light Though we promise to do good with our might We are the ones not afraid on this Eve For the scares and frights don’t leave us bereaved We are the Dark One who prowl the streets We are the monsters whom You will soon meet We are the Dark Ones distinguished to tell The Good Folk of Darkness who aren’t from Hell In Darkness, We Walk the streets for our sweets For this is the season of Tricks and Treats…