Almighty call

Receptive soul,

awaits submissively 

while

three almighty mates

rebelliously calling

The Phantom Words Lead

Mountains.

High & Low peaks.

Crooked smoke

of spoken words

phantom pebbles

thrown into water

name of God

in the light

of unknown

three...

by Brenda Warren

Read more at: Sunday Whirl #244

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Collage 19: Monsters inside and out

Mindlovemisery's Menagerie

I went inward;

when I was gone

you talked

abruptly

resentful?

No,

but your rebel

beat my authority

voice of storm

& lightning bolt

fault

we stopped checking

sovereign rails

taking on

withdrawn wagons

of monsters fates

along

civil rights

clear intentions

under the bed

required

the goal

we inclined

to carry through life

so

when met/realized

the opposite

posture & shape

passing crossroads

got shocked & surprised

to witness

the shadow selves

they were

magnificent force

meant to

explode,

with intensity depth

inside of us…

Read more at: Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Writing Prompt: Collage 19

Black dogs

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They showed up yet in the dream

admonishing tread mingling with

dark night,

their black background skin

entwined stars roundelay

caressed

subconscious mind

lurking in the corner

in every look

she’s begun to accept

the helplessness of world,

futility to control and measure.

***

black dogs stopped

shadow side of the moon

this time 

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Fiery heart

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Observing and trusting…

still the edges of ears

trembling, curl,

touching the shoulders

supported thoughts

over the feelings

of spring

trampoline

to the moon

to let know of stars

caught up into

eclipse shell

after connecting

your heart…

Solar*ache

Portrait of Isabella Saltonstall by George Stubbs 

1765-1775

fantasy

a faerie queen…

they mystified her

between

earth & luna

polarity basis

( when I started

google for everything,

even end-ism?)

ignoring uncertainty

negative clouds

close by…

sunny & openly

trying to catch

wiggling tail

of horsey wisdom –

beauty we follow

not always physical

smile overlapped

half-transparent

aura of V-s

today – on the peak of

perceptual ecstasy,

tomorrow – 50/50

serene bottom line…

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Today

‘Today - Monday – the time

to make spring plans for weekend’, -

suggests jazzman voice on the radio

in paladin tone...

I tend to hear:

really don’t care if

it’s cleaning time…maybe

for the birds in my yard…

something I’ve heard

before and ever experienced it...

It’s cathartic,

don’t do anymore

before temperature rise,

for treasure hunt chore…

Read more at: Imaginary garden with real toads

barefoot

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Moonlight crystal ball

the slippery road to enter

barefoot

Read more at: Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille 

She was a reason

painting by Cesar Santos~The Mag

She was a reason

a sun peekaboo through the twigs

at morning,

when all

chickadees & magpies

flew to the market

at noon, -

a kefir

at the tongue/

fasting days,

trembling trees

from the open wide

window shutters

at 5 corners

with a bee

and apples rewards

at twilight...-

reminiscent view

from the distant age

through the shades

of maturity wisdom.

The colors,

palette

intervened

simultaneously

formed a white

solitude,

all ‘why’ and

prelude to excel

at boulevard

no-returning

to judge

clipped wings

and curfew,

nor occasional

meetings & dates,

lessons learned,

deeds postponed

for another path,

letters sent one way

home.

Mrs. Karma, elusive

folks looking for you

in recalled

Deja vu

blame

a just

aftermath.

Read more at: Magpie Tales