Know who is change and running. Who dares find out. Know not what is now but why. Rabbit nibbling, wind reaching. Roaring. Isolated and wandering. Follow the wind. It looks out for you. I am watching you from above my hair is resting on your shoulders. Look up. So close. So blind. Come be queen of worlds with me. Take the reaching wind in your hand. Feel the hair on your shoulders. Tickling. See me through what inspires you. I love you, little spiral of wind. You belong here, isolated, no more. Let us sink. Let us rise. Let us adventure the deep worlds within, together.

#streamofconsciousness #poetry #freeform

I want to be queen

Break bones, drink tea

Call it a day at any point I want

alien, strange, fear-inspiring

painfully beautiful

horrifyingly fascinating

I want to be

sharp, unforgiving

a beast of war and rage

Respected

I want to be clouds

Ever swirling, ever forming

Never touch the ground

soft, inviting, comforting

far away in the sky

gone and back again

I want to be

light, thoughtless

telling stories with shapes

Loved

I am

Drinking tea, ever forming

Never touching the ground

Strange, inspiring, soft

looking up and fascinated

telling stories of beasts

and queens and clouds

I am something

respectable and full of love

#poetry #freeform #queen #growth

Writer's block is like the fire ashes

It is the seagull pecking for a clam before the next wave crashes

It is simply downtime before the next busy day

The block is the absence of words to say

Because you recognize it rest assured

You will be inspired separation cured

It's like losing your phone or missing your friend

Surely you will write again

Thoughts will come and beg to be told

Filled with emotion your pen will be bold

The wave will crash the sun will rise

Your art will flow up to the skies!

Have no fear your writes return

Meantime yes your heart will yearn

I'm glad you addressed it, writers block

I pray you find that missing sock!

It was some drug I had not taken. It took me, carried me far beyond the turquoise sea; my friend was mad or sad that night, but she was experienced and I was new; maybe that's why I only felt love. Pure, purest love. I travelled far above the highest layer of the universe, the dancers pumped and jumped in red blue and green; a colour prism converged in me. I was a momentary chalice. Some night club in Athens. The walls breathed and sighed as I climbed so high. Tears streamed. I understood the web of life in one instant.

#prose #challenge #lovelife #reallifeincident

people say they are

nothing more than traits and behaviors 

taken from others

like it makes them unreal

is that not all we are

borrowed pieces from

everything/everyone we’ve ever known

putting together the puzzle pieces

with no guidance no box art

till the thing you created is

You

-many parts combined into an original whole

-inspired and influenced by everything

#poetry #freeform #self