the sign says
you’ll be out of runway
soon
take off now or
be forever grounded
I shift into
high gear
tell the sky
to get ready
here I come
~~~
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we’re not meant to stand still
do you know how long we’ve been here?
our souls are covered with dust
hearts unable to see rust
all over bones
if not for dawn taking turns with dusk
for earth traipsing around sun
we’d be stuck in the past
comfort attached to being unchanged
useless currency
you can’t even purchase memories
with same old promises
I emptied my backpack
making room for new pebbles
I’ll pick up along the way
may we soon overgrow this stagnant state
rendering us safe
but more deadened
by the day
~~~
Listen here.
For #WhisperingNeds 141, ‘stasis/aspic/amber/pickles/preserve/sameness’.
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older by the day
changing
just enough to admit
sins taste delicious
and mistakes are a way of saying
I’ve done it before
~~~
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alternative solution
after failed attempts
to address symptoms
I’ve concluded that
the root cause of
this gnawing pain
is the entire
environment
it’s not feasible
to change the garden
so I will move
the wilting flower
~~~
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house for sale
fresh coat of paint
furniture re-arranged
flowers on corner tables
tapestry taken down
no one wants to see the past
hung on the wall
chest of drawers
is in the dumpster—
still full of why’s and should’ve’s
I no longer need
if you can’t bring sunshine
on day of open house
then you should leave
~~~
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learning the lyrics
The night was young
I was getting better at the steps
found my rhythm
moving with the tune.
A guy in a tuxedo
looking all officious
inched toward me, whispered
get ready for a new song.
I excused myself
to get some fresh air—
the truth was I was talking
to the moon.
She told me things
would be different at dawn
reminded me it was always
how it worked.
But for now, she said,
get back in there
keep on dancing
and learn to know the lyrics
by heart.
The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.
― Alan W. Watts
~~~
For #OctPoWriMo Day 21, ‘nothing remains the same’.
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constantly changing
The only thing constant is change, they say, and so they keep changing and evolving and transforming into something different.
Until one day, when they look at themselves in the mirror, unable to recognize the faces staring back at them.
That’s when they realize that they forgot to keep their soul – for they’d sold it to the highest bidder.
~~~
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