LIMBO…#NaPoWriMo2019

Fantasy, Spirit, Nightmare, Dream
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Limbo came to haunt my dreams

In iridescent blues and greens

Tiny lightning strikes my synapses

Holding me hostage

Convoluted climaxes

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Escape, futile while chained in place

Bogging down further during the race

The ball is heavy

The weight stays still

Thoroughly testing all my will

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Reflection I see in the mirror of time

Contorted and strained is every line

My voice is silent

I try to yell

Never shall I elude this hell

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Breaking point, I shall not die

Some glimmer of hope touches my eye

I’m still here

Upon my bed

No longer asleep to wake up dead

TRANQUIL… a poem

Foggy Lake
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Shallow are the graves of the discontent

The lonely denizens of a hapless world

Hiding in plain sight of the overachievers

Unnoticed, unsolicited

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But, don’t have pity for these

They are unencumbered by the chains that bind

Removed from the chaos around the status quo

Free to live without judging or judgement

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With ease they rise and move to another place

Wiping off the dust without disruption

Unburdened, unrestrained

Tranquil

W IS FOR WIND…#AtoZChallenge2019

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We are like the wind

Sometimes gentle

Sometimes harsh

A lazy breeze

On a sunny day

Is when life feels most right

And yet, there is more to us

When trouble is around

Blowing hard

Against our foes

Tumbling feelings across the ground

Pushing our way

To find our path

And set our course again

Doing our best

To not become

A hurricane force wind

But we need solace in our hearts

As we pull back the reins

The wind may be invisible

And like us can hide the pain

V is for Valhalla…#AtoZChallenge2019

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Valhalla awaits the brave of heart

A sacrifice for more than he

Amour-cladding could not prevent

The piercing sword to eternity

Now his body lays upon the pyre

But his soul has long since gone

Into the promised Eden land

The warrior’s final home

R is for Reticulated…#AtoZChallenge2019

Stress, Man, Hand, Flame, Burn, Fire
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There is a new world I’ve awaken to

Translucent, transformed,

Reticulated and blue

What happened to me

Am I out of my head

Oh shoot, there’s the floor,

I just fell out of bed

Ah, now I remember

As my stomach turns over

Too many libations

For this old treasure trover

P is for Poetry

To Write, Machine, Desk, Flowers
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P is for Poetry

Written from the soul

So many styles

It never gets old

Some write of heartache

Depression and fear

Others write of loss

With the shedding of tears

And yet there are others

Who write of their joy

About little children

Receiving a toy

Perhaps you write fiction

An imagination that flies

Or maybe the lifeline

Of generations gone by

Whatever you write

Write with your heart

For the muse that’s within

Is dying to start