Poetry, WritersIsland

hitch hiking

writer’s island saturday prompt no 6 beguile
photo: ADoseofShipBoy’s, flickr

Confetti

coming up for air
gulp the coolness
thin and light

clears the cobwebs
covering the corners
diluted and dusty

far from here there
is a highway stretching
out clawing its way

needing a ride one
hitches along with
another who goes

finding feet resting
quiet abstraction blooms
and breathes

mobile marvelous mutuality
we ponder peacefully
the weather of where we are

he points at the sky he points
at him and smiles innocently
at the brightness of the blue

solidarity symbiosis we are
with little notice he disengages
in an enlightened ebbing wind

that untangles a waterfall
of colorful confetti
falling fantastically

translucence awakening
deep the soundless sleep
never wakes so swiftly

feet fired up
the highway opens
gulping gurgles

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3WW

disconnect

three word wednesday: generate, meager, tease
photo:  picture.element_3&20, flickr

and then there’s that meager¬†space of afterwards. an awkward tease of what just happened. shall we look away and pretend or generate the idea of sharing. the red apple shining bright above and the snake that snarled and hissed. oh my, i just noticed we’re naked. perhaps sharing a cigarette would lighten the burden of anxiety.

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