Big Tent Poetry, Poetry

dorothy calling

big tent poetry: this week’s prompt wordles
photo: 2001 space odyssy the cosmic waltz, flickr

love the shift of time travel
as if i found a genie in a bottle
tossed a long time ago and
lands at my feet

the taste of 3 sweet wishes
trying not to peer at his psychedelic poofy pants
i click my feet humming a long forgotten
childhood rhyme

debris field dreams float by like magic
passing the half-eaten whims of another
effortlessly skirting the evidence
swarming stars collide

landing gear descends
the docking station creeps close
my temporary parts give way
exposing the backbone
of a long adventure

captain peecard and number 1
my heart embellishes the rub of his head
who would pass a touch of his lips
blue eyes blazing i forgot to close the door
whoosh the sound screams
of automated time

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PoefusionFriday5

pillars of creation

prior to the change
it is essential to
shift into neutral

disagreeable thoughts
must be cleared out
absent presence
of all sour signals

turn off any
receptors receiving
incoming influences
of any kind

it is important
not to carry any
hidden nuggets
of negativity
affecting the
outcome

sleeping soundly
a catnap quiet
soothed the
transition

as water floats
and flows
so the mind began
to drift
in a sea
of vagueness

particles parting
feelings floating
memories meshed
forever changed
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poefusion Friday 5: essential, disagreeable, absent, sour, catnap
photo: Cosmic Epic Unfolds in Infrared, originally uploaded by NASAImageoftheday, flickr

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