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I had an idea
  Of what to write
                          say
                        recor­d
But got lost
like a rabbit who took
the wrong turn at Albuquerque—
and so I’m lost for words,
but here I am.
Notes
Getting lost, and living solely for achievements, is no way to live.
What is next on the list of things to achieve?
Will it ever be enough?

-Rhia Clay
Carlo C Gomez May 16
It will never return
Every single day a wish sets sail
But nothing ever floats back
The constant churn of the tide
Is a clockwork peril
A nomadic timekeeper
Telling us over and over
And over again
The time has come
To look elsewhere
Inspired by Barbara R Maxwell's poem "The Ocean":
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/5062223/the-ocean/
But it's all just perspective! Isn't it?
Someone stood on their head
Has a different perception
Of up & down.

That's why there's things like gravity.
To remind you,
Even in an avalanche,
Direction is not subjective -
Orientation is.

That's why there's different states of matter.
To remind you,
Even in a vacuum,
Being is not subjective -
Change is.
Jeremy Betts Mar 23
Anger found me early on
Pain came with conception
Love could never quite make a connection
A prime concoction
To fuel a blind rage and hide direction
Like an infection
Who's creation
Did I step in?
Am I the lead in this production,
Or just a reflection
Of what's broken?
I'll need to reflect on
Even the parts of me I hate on
But hold on...
Do I want the answers to this particular question?
That's the cliff hanger,
Stay tuned for the conclusion
That I too am waiting on...

©2025
Zywa Mar 22
Look up, look beyond

the point where you stand, the stars --


will show you the way.
Diane Sawyer's interview "Science will win" with Stephen Hawking (and his daughter Lucy) on ABC (June 7th, 2010) --- Song "Sammy" (1966, Ramses Shaffy, album "Ramses II")

Collection "Here &Now&"
Stephen Knox Sep 2024
To all work together, we need not agree.
Each has their mission, some of us three.

Bridges over puddles, the buddha might say.
Help all the lost, since they’re not far away.

The gift you’ll be given, if honest and true.
Showing you all the things, youcan now do.

Use inner knowledge, filling your cup.
Notice how time has begun to speed up.

Love and compassion, given today.
Expands never ending, on the middle way.
Psych-o-rangE Jan 2024
Go away, somewhere deep inside
Far away, like the direction of my eyes
Heavy Hearted Nov 2023
To you I scribe these words of grace
& pray you reach that golden place,
the one beyond the world we live- a place that transcends time.
A place to move through, with the brightness of peace-            all places

Untill we reach that
faithfull destination
Of our dreams.

Though we've got direction-
The destinations never been clear.
Regardless, onwards we march
with confident discretion
Revel, in the thought -
togetherness; connection.
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