Quirky Quartet Shenanigans - Hurricane
Hurricane
Battered, bruised, scattered, Wind torn sails, battered hulls, Blown apart, uprooted and rain spattered, Out of it shall we rise and regather.
SJ
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Quirky Quartet Shenanigans - Hurricane
Hurricane
Battered, bruised, scattered, Wind torn sails, battered hulls, Blown apart, uprooted and rain spattered, Out of it shall we rise and regather.
SJ
Poetry Shenanigans - Measured & Weighed
Measured & Weighed
I can’t breathe, every breath weighed and measured. Sleep, no longer a sanctuary, But a canvas of dreams, Painted in hues of fear, and shades of anxiety.
SJ
Poetry Shenanigans - Under Pressure
So yesterday was World Poetry Day. In celebration of the art & beauty that is poetry, I wrote a poem, it’s one of my Quirky Quartets.
Under Pressure
Pressured for words, pressured for time, There’s nothing divine, nor, sacred anymore. All voids, all gaping holes, like constellations, Scattered across our parched and dying souls. SJ
Poetry Shenanigans - Equilibrium
Equilibrium
Moratorium: Silence speaks the language of defiance loudest. Crematorium: Ashes turn to dust. Here lies inevitability, a sobering reality. Auditorium: Take a bow, listen to that roaring and thundering applause. Sensorium: It’s what connects it all...Connects us all.
SJ
Poetry Shenanigans - Lysis
Lysis
I guess this is what lysis means, When all the secrets, truths and lies you’ve contained, Deep within the walls of your heart and being, Fragment, break apart and flow out uncontrollably.
SJ
Poetry Shenanigans - Apocalypse
Apocalypse
Batteries dying, brain cells frying Humanity survives on lying, The world around screaming and crying, Flattery is King in this circus ring.
SJ
Poetry Shenanigans - Containment
Containment
When you’re surrounded, By mountains and walls, It’s hard to look beyond barriers, And all you can think of are falls.
SJ
Poetry Shenanigans - Purpose
Purpose
No rest for the wicked, No love for the wretched. Stuck on a constant path, Seeking escape, seeking redemption.
SJ