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Kushal Jul 2023
For the longest time it's felt like I'm drowning.
I've kept swimming.

This isn't where I'd like to take my last breath.

It angers me that I struggle to fight the waves.
And sometimes, all feels lost.
Yet...
Whether through ego, anger, denial, or the instinct to survive,
I cannot accept an end like this.
My lungs are not yet out of breath.
Zywa Jun 2023
I pick up plants from the street and slow down
Caring with soil, scissors and cotton wool
I slow down and cook, for him, and with him
everything else slows down. I don't do much

At first wilfully, daily exercises
and meditation, my body asked for it
Attention

Esther covered my skin, he caresses
it, he catches my navel lint
Childish games, silly jokes
Giggling like a lama

Cuddling, energy
from the sun behind my clouds
Peace of on and off buttons

The slower ******* and spitting
of the ganglia in my head
No more overdrive
All neural pathways know it
Zhineng Qigong = Wise and Skillful Handling of the Energy of Life

"Guru" = "Weighty" of knowledge, spiritual teacher
"Lama" = "Soul-Mother", "Highest Mother"

On and off buttons: agonists and antagonists, the biochemical signal substances that imitate the effect of a hormone

Overdrive = acceleration of the wheels relative to the engine, by installing an extra gear

For Maria Godschalk

Collection "Bruises"
Keep the focus.
There is, more to this
And more than this.
Keep moving forward
She writes poetry
As though she knows me,
But what a facade
She's really seen.
Only a surface glean.
Calm still water,
Digging below the depths,
Raging saline.
Notepad Jun 2023
Close your eyes my love
As time embraces you
Keeping your thoughts clear
Calm eyes through the horizon
Let thy soul beat once again
Robert McQuate Jun 2023
It's a golden hour,
Everything framed in a gentle light,
Rounding edges like a fine-grit sandpaper,
The sky such a beautiful shade of blue.

The sunset is an interesting one,
Sherbert orange clouds topped with a subtle purple plume,
Crowned with golden-yellow cirrus.

I stand in awe of this majestic sight,
Breath swept along this noble image before me,
Casting the air exhaled on the currents of this exalted visage.
Sweet Hereafter- The White Buffalo
Cassandra May 2023
I cannot breathe myself to sleep,
for you are on my mind -
and should your image disappear
in the presence of a calm spirit,
then I would set loose my heart
to the roaring sea.
Sleep - Oh my dear friend why do you hide
midst the turbulent brooding that twist
and tumble within my fatigued mind?.
Come, let slumber kiss my heavy eyes,
whilst Luna roves the scene Nox has spread,
waken for me Somnus from his bed
to still thoughts and words erratic chase,
till Morpheus dreams then takes their place:
thence to grant me slumbers precious peace,
Come - settle my mind: Please - let me sleep.

3.30AM ©Michael C Crowder @scorsby
15th February 2021
Zywa May 2023
Everything goes slow,

his walking, his answering --


Always three dots first...
Novel "Ik ben er niet" ("I'm not there", 2020, Lize Spit), page 347-348

Collection "Shelter"
Zywa Apr 2023
I am as the phrase

goes, deep in thought, pondering --


just about nothing.
"Het Bureau - De dood van Maarten Koning" ("The Office - The Death of Maarten Koning", 2000, Han Voskuil), page 165, Maarten Koning and Joost Kraai (1988)

Collection "Not too bad [1974-1989]"
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