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I love Australia,
And its road signs:

“Beware of jumping ‘roos!’
"Crocs crossings,"

Or

“Slow-moving echidnas,”

And,

"Big belly black snakes" masquerading as lines.
a ballet of light
weaves golden threads
across the canvas of night.

the fabric of soul and sky
elusive dancers

wonder    alive at the edge of eternity

unspoken poetry breathed in my sigh
words elusive, alive within

beauty poetry
poetry        breathed in my sigh???

words elusive

a tear that never fell
shimmering in twilight

left me searching
a shadow running from the sun
Which me will stride out
To welcome the sunrise
To one who can juggle
Ten ***** and a yoyo
Or the one in the corner
Who’s huddled in pain.

Or maybe the one
who is greatly determined
To take on the morning
And make it til noon.
Or the one who’s still sleeping
In dreamland’s caresses.

Which me will get up
And put on the costume
That says I am able  
To get through the day
With determination
And help from my love.

That is the me that
I hope you will see.
That is the me that
I hope I will be.
ljm
Tried for 3 days to post this
the redness of my mouth tells
the truth without me
take a leap into breath
disentangle the days
suffering can wait
can wash away,
can carry her weight
somewhere else,
can push boundaries
like you pull a chewing gum

take a leap into the future
what is future
I don't understand it
shouts my current blood
this mind is expanding
well, yes not at the speed
of the universe colliding
but but but
thought has antigravitational
engines, you just feed it
feed yourself
with knowledge

take a leap into your voice
don't tremble
let it out
let the sun come out of
your mouth
be brave
like the spin of particles
they don't know the right way before
before the collapse
into something bigger, wiser

take a leap into this or that
into the unknown
it's gonna be fine
you can shook yourself of tears, of dust
you can be a smile
written today in a madenning crowd at a poetry workshop with
IN-Q at Unfinished festival, Bucharest
The theme of this edition was Leap
I understand it’s hard—
to have a shadow
that doesn’t disappear at night.

I haunt your mind
with worry,
with desperation.

It’s a burden now—
one you’re too frail to carry.

Your feet tremble as you walk.
Your mind escapes into chaos.
But your words shine—
they pierce through
my tough skin,
and leave me bleeding.

My eyes are heavy now.
I will shut them tight.

It’s okay.

We’ll meet again.
There’s a special place
where shadows
don’t form.
Why fight (the) tears
For another year
Enough is enough
Stop hiding from love

End this rain
Let the sun
Heal some pain
There is room
To dress those wounds

Make amends
Be a friend
Shine a smile
From the inner child

End this rain
Let the sun
Heal some pain
There is room
To dress those wounds.

© Debra Lea Ryan
26 - 29. 09. 2025
☼ ♡ ƸӜƷ ❀ ♬
I am currently on bed rest.  A healing journey!  Also analogy and metaphor to explore! In song @ You Tube >   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vVpzkTXmDSM
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