[165] Time Stops In Your Arms

Smoke words every day.

You live in the past so much
I almost believed you lived in Pangea
Categorising your flaws to pick them apart
when the time comes but does the time come
for people who live in the time that’s gone
Sometimes I wonder if I existed before you
Would that be the only way of confirming
my existence for you?

For all I know I’m dramatizing you and
blowing you out of proportion
For all you know I’m a lonely guy
waiting to grab your attention
for a little while till my own attention
wanes for you and I find another one
because I live in the future

How does the past meet the future?
The present is not the right time
because our thoughts are either lingering on
you counting sheep or mine on flying electric cars
I think dreams are our meeting place
where time, as it is, doesn’t…

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Dreamer

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DREAMER

I’m just a dreamer.

Is there room in this world today for people like me?I think not!

We are judged by our accomplishments.

I have no degrees and nothing I have done will ever change the course of history.

I’m just a dreamer.

I write my dreams on paper, a series of jumbled thoughts.

Only words, meaningless to all but me, because

I’m just a dreamer.

I don’t make great plans that affect the future of the planet.

My words don’t fill books that influence lives because

I’m just a dreamer.,

My poems and songs are not repeated by others.Only by me in dark of night, because

I’m just a dreamer.

My dreams could be real, but only if others dreamed also.

Peace, Love, Understanding, Harmony —

A world of greens and blues unpolluted by man’s waste,

but I’m just a dreamer.

We would help each other, no one…

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For a While

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I can hear the dynamite string sizzle

I can hear the bridge start to crack

I can hear the bell toll

But my ears don’t process them when I’m with you

The wind whispers to walk away

But in my heart I want to stay

Just to spend another day

With you leading me astray

The storm clouds drift ominously

But the sunlight is so nice right now

The thunder rumbles angrily to heed its warning

But I’m not ready for the final bow

Your twinkling eyes, your Cheshire-Cat smile

Make me want to just forget for a while

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She Paradox…

Cyranny's Cove

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Oh! The days

and the nights

spent fighting

this inner fight.

She Paradox,

Nitroglycerin

poured into a box

of crystal so thin…

About to burst,

ready to blow…

slaying in a flash

any standing foe

foolish enough to

misjudge her force,

blinded by her deep

sorrow, of course!

But her fears fed

her fire, and her fire

dried her tears, and

the more she suffered

the higher held her shields!

She Paradox,

Nitroglycerin

poured in a box

of crystal so thin…

Not sure yet if the

clock is ticking, or

if the hardening glass

will end up salvaging.

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[112] Tiny Blue Dot

Smoke words every day.

The duality of it all conflicts
when the astronaut walks on the ground
the oxygen in his tanks leaks to light him up
the bleak space up above fainter
he closes his eyes until it closes his mind

a stargaze up above lands itself on the ground
the astronaut twinkles to the ones far away
while he burns not by the force of gravity
but because of the air that keeps him alive

I am the astronaut
I gaze at you like you are the star
To become somewhat like you I burn
I become a spectacle in return
The one you admire from afar
but rarely have a close look
I became an odd turn of events
I became an astronaut
that didn’t die on the moon
or died because of the lack of blue
I think I died because of the loneliness of the earth
or maybe a…

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Orion horizon

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Touched the surface of a black hole,

Upon meeting the event horizon Orion glared back at me,

To remind me that if there ever was a place I belonged

I would have to free myself of this gravitational pull,

Let go of the self that falls within

And return to my journey

With equal and opposite force

As the emptiness that had brought me

To touch the surface of a black hole.

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Sofia Kioroglou

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“The Free besieged” by Sofia Kioroglou

His intuizione musicale
totally new in the until then known art
with a language, a map of a terra incognito
of transcendental abstractions and idealistic notions

His ideal was unfettered Greece
the crisis still felt today
the Pandora’s box discovered
many a skeleton uncovers

I recognize you by the fierce edge of your sword
Liberty so sacred and so rare
in an era where ” ethnos” is emotively achromatic
Solomos ” The Free besieged” an urgent call for an exodus.

Α few words about Dionysios Solomos – * Dionysios Solomos, the Greek National poet born in Zakynthos Greece: Dionysios Solomos (1798-1857) was born on the island of Zakynthos. He is considered as the Greek national poet as town stanzas of his poem Hymn to Liberty has been declared as the national Anthem of Greece. Solomos is also credited as the first to create…

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Weekly Writing Prompt #109

Tessa Can Do It! Positivity is Catching!

Weekly Writing Challenge
Poetry and/or Flash Fiction
October 2nd 2017 | #109

DOOR Template Instructions=====================

(5) Words: | STRETCH | TREAT | WIN | SHORE | SCENE |

*A brilliant idea has been brought to my attention regarding the (5) word prompt. Please feel free to substitute any of the words with a synonym.

I prefer to write these as a Shadorma – (3 – 5 – 3 – 3 – 7 – 5)

Ocean By Tessa Smeigh October 2017

Stretch out long

Get close to the shore.

What a treat!

Did I win?

Taking in the scenery.

Breath taking, lovely.

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate for Mental and Invisible Illnesses

-Author of Articles, Stories and Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com(moving posts to other blog and will be deleting this one).

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The Little Crumbs

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IMG_3016Crumbs.

when I ponder its meaning,
it reminds me about
little things often overlooked,
little details sometimes missed,
little pieces behind the big picture…

In search of the glorious years
We lose sight of the little months,
Maximise the little days
And the months will flourish,
In search of the golden days
We overlook the little minutes…

little words of hope, little smiles,
little pats on the back, little prayers,
little acts of kindness and selfless love;
little things that may seem inconsequential,
but do make a difference when put together…

Crumbs.

as we pursue the big picture
may we not forget,…
The Little Crumbs in life.

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