3ww.twice_now

privately
i wonder
where is it

miniscule
moments tearing
away horizon’s edge

restless
sounding siren
deviant dwelling drift

grasping
trivial triumphs
traveling neckbreak speed

retrieving
old records
new needle niceties

resting
rock hidden
evergreen branches blanket

nestled
neatly between
ipseity and intangible

the taste of freedom feels foreign and unforgotten. just outside a wisp of wishing near the weeping willow tree whispers. wind’s written sureties surrounded in the gale one hears the stories stilled. 

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three word wednesday: deviant, miniscule, trivial
my every day journal day 8 page 8

magpie89.typing still

magpie tales no 89
photo: overcoming writer’s block

contemplating summer’s hot days a barrenness breathes lightly aspiring to imagine a coolness where the distraction of words born and dying fly with wings on white weightless paper filling a hollow with stories bound and tied in published perfection.

osi.steering

one single impression: sunset
photo: jessie owen, flickr

tonight looking west
the sky spoke words of color
parable pilot

bellowing brook

one single impression: river and sunday scribbling: the call
photo: jg in sf, flickr

gorilla gotcha, he comes and goes
splashing water everywhere
hairy highlights big tufts of wild
the air too full to breathe

carving a canyon course
simple stream sublime
beating arms out stretched
he hollers and roars

where does the witness go
further downstream dip
scratching tales on sandy banks
a racket of recorded reasoning

recuerda mi corazon. skimming water

rebecca’s friday recuerda mi corazon [haiku my heart]
photo: bluesky, cubagallery, flickr

with a little poke
push forward

strong stir of sorts
soft and simple

arousal unwind
unrestrained wander

slippery stillness
uncoil the knot

swayed by stars
crashing chimera

calming cacophony
comes the eerie echo

a time blows by
when we weren’t watching