Sleep inertia
Groggy in a sea of wildflowers, I emerge from the clouds. Yet fog remains in my path; the dew feeds their dreams like fresh milk from a glass bottle. But I have slept; I need to feel the sunlight!
seen from Russia
seen from China
seen from China
seen from France

seen from Germany
seen from Russia

seen from United States
seen from China
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seen from Netherlands
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from China
seen from France

seen from Singapore
seen from United States

seen from South Korea

seen from Netherlands
seen from United Kingdom
Sleep inertia
Groggy in a sea of wildflowers, I emerge from the clouds. Yet fog remains in my path; the dew feeds their dreams like fresh milk from a glass bottle. But I have slept; I need to feel the sunlight!
Slaves
We are the slaves of death; its shackles may not be shed.
Run, and it will still catch you; hide, and it will still find you.
Yet one day, it will break our chains, saying ‘Go.’
Stephen Brooke ©2026
in a vaguely sijo-like form
Ebb and Flow
Yet, you will see that nothing lasts forever, neither joy nor pain.
And this cruel despair drives you to nowhere, but only to death.
Thus, break the chains, enjoy life like an ebbing and flowing river.
©2025 Vasiliki Papadopoulou.
Korean Sijo poem with the theme of "miracle"
How could you, when your feet were burning, think about some books
Not the bomb falling down on us, you knew I’d keep you safe
Fingers touching, a bag returned, and hearts falling into place
@isiaiowin @goodomensafterdark
…Against All Of Them (or: 25+ Lazarii)
A Sijo Poem for „Miracle“ for GOetry Monday prompt by @isiaiowin
Gif by @inhonoredglory copied from this brilliant meta post, check it out!
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Imagine, when we combined our miracles - the two of us,
Aimed them to be minuscule, but they emerged - gigantuous!
Imagine, what we could do aligned, if we just tried - All Of Us…
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Syllable counting and pauses in the backbones of this:
Draco / David Jibson
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Written using prompts from @isiaiowin and @ineffablyruined.
Reflection
I catch us, a reflection together in a shop window As we walk down the bustling high street pavement. If only you could also see the togetherness like I do.
All the world looks to you, a picture of gentle grace and wisdom,
to save at least three lives today—your words profound, your touch, a balm.
The alarm blithely rings. Exhausted, you rise. Fear chokes your heart.