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it swells, tightens, rises, drops

my chest a throbbing cavity

evasive of the webs you weave

with strong hands veined artistically

as though it were your destiny

to plant roots in barren soil

Poetry portal challenge (again 😅)

Whistling wind kissed my skin, beach blissed

Peaceful planning, boat trips and raincoats

Not nearly a nickel, got us in a pickle

Never needed more, walking along the shore

Immersively impeccable fashion, topped with my passion

Tamed, touching your heart with hands never apart

Clumsily cobbled poetry, written under palm tree

Sandy shores, distant echoes, kissing insistant

Trickling time... Nonexistent. Over? In an instant.

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tanka for my loved ones

when I count the stars and have all their vast number from first to the last I’ll not have enough numbers for apologies to you

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2013

It all comes down to this. We've changed. Our perspectives have changed. Our relationship status has changed. The anniversary approaches, inevitable as skin sagging. dreadful in the softness of words spoken harshly but lovingly.

The night of my first kiss with a man was the night of all hands on deck, all cards on the table, all clothes on the floor.

It was the wrong man, as my dearest and farthest dreamt of the way my eyes crinkled with smiles from countries away.

I sought revenge, petty as a child; a cruel thief of patience and time. Got what I came for, paid cash for the scratch card that won our demise.

Handed it in at the window through which we watched our train leave the station as the city went down in flames.

We both love fire so we kept watching it happen. Faces melting, limbs failing; our unborn children lying dead in the ash.

Plot cataclysmic, loss unimaginable. Our story was written for the masses, ready to publish if only we’d finish.

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If you still trust yourself when fools around you Force their mislead opinions onto you; If you ignore the hateful words they spew And keep an open minded point of view; If you still read more than just tweets and memes And write real letters to the ones you love; If you can live a day without machines And not be stricken by the lack thereof;

If you see more than just one truth or lie And educate yourself from day to day; If you refrain from foolish childish pride And keep all preaching tendencies at bay;

If you see chaos brewing all around But still see good in people left and right; If you can teach yourself to not feel down, Not let depression win the final fight;

If you can feel another’s struggles in The same way that you do your very own If you can find the courage deep within To not deal with your deepest fears alone;

If you are to extend a helping hand, With no ulterior motives in mind, With a desire to simply understand And to never leave a soul behind. If you avoid a waste of precious time And value every second, minute, hour; If you resist the urge to spend a dime Investing all you can without a dour; If you stay thirsty, hungry for your dreams And fight until true inner good has won, Then all is not as bad as it may seem And there is hope for mankind yet, my son.

--- An old piece I wrote many years ago. Inspired by this timeless poem by Rudyard Kipling.