Category: Poetry

Shell

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like a slow-moving mountain on a horizon

after a long-period of blurry trees through a train window,

I saw my former self in a shell I left behind,

one I longed to break through in my mind.

it tells a story:

a mind never fixates in one pebble

it flows like a river from the mountain

ever shape-shifting, from roaring rumble

to a serenly calm fjor of chieftain

so while my mind is clear now

let me imprint in a script

you may not know how

but you have been loved while you lived.

remember as long as you can

and give to others, as others have done to you.

8.23.2024

Back

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See:

I’ve been a fool long enough.

My eyes dazed upon the flame,

so bright, courageous, and warm in the dark,

I hungrily reached out, deadly too close, to the boundary.

Until, finally, I caught myself in spiegel.

Listen:

It’s not what we take that brings warmth to us.

It’s what rules we choose to abide by

that allows us to stand on our two feet under the glorious sun

and be at ease with ourselves

that keeps us warm.

Commit:

We will endure what comes before us.

Suffering will not, albeit close, last eternally.

Should we be alone all the way in the end,

we will find strength enough for a smile

for we will know we have done it the right way.

Believe.

8.16.2024

Line

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Come on, my friend, don’t be afraid,

I wish you’d be glad than be sad,

For glimpse in eyes, I saw gaze shy,

I guessed what might start this fright

If you know what I think you know,

Please see light in this I promise,

For this I keep to all I avow:

I won’t seek to cross this line.

This line, I know, I dared too well,

For my heart, too, knew when it sang.

Still worry not, for I honor my kin,

Through thick and thin, it’s here to stay.

So hear me out, please, when I say,

Worry not, and stay in delight

For journey’s long and dark and winded,

I seek to trust and repute our creed.

This creed to help, and do good a deed,

Beyond our skin and belly we fill,

I believe this above my greed.

So this is the line I vow to keep.

8.5.2024

Sway

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remember this moment,

the moment you are swaying.

The swing does feels better

when it sways,

soaring into crisp air of autumn.

Magic is in there, they say.

A vignette of effervescent thing of life

is caught in the requiem of the fall sunset.

Your words stirred something in my chest,

in spite of all my effort against it;

so I loosened my coat,

and walked further into the woods.

8.13.2024

Valerie

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Until I saw the sun itself,

I did not know I had not been living.

When its warmth soaked through my skin,

When I could no longer hide my bare soul

in veils of rebellious anger, shadows of nostalgia,

I let go of all the restraints to be united with it.

Then the sun started to set,

bringing with it, beautifully bleeding rouge

into the ocean of analgesic blue dusk,

and I returned to an empty dark night alone.

In the darkness, in my heart, the warmth continues to glow.

Believing, without an evidence, that I will see the light again.

7.12.2024

Knife

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at the dawn,

I saw the dark breaking down

by slow, simmering, shadowy light

imbuing without knowing, but feeling.

you can almost sniff it off the dewy air,

so the all the darkness withdraws away

into a tiny corner out of view

and awaits for its call

when one longs to sleep.

7.12.2024