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Giyanna L 24m
One blow of the wind
is a mirror that doesn’t reflect,
the other a glass sky
waiting to shatter.

Somewhere between the two,  
I float—  
not falling,  
just remembering  
how light once fractured  
into the warmth of your voice.
it's about my mother. also published on my blog (July 2nd, 2025).
it was dark and tender
my dad next to me
I was five
so free
at the driveway
we be

at some point
of the night
we looked upon the sky

I don't know why

we looked at the north
I saw a star so bright
with the colour of light

I looked him in the eyes
and said
“that's…grandpa”
flying so high

he said “no”

that's the northern star
it will always be
the brightest of them all
it's there when you seek
a guide to peek

when you've traveled so far
where no one can fish
when you wonder
‘Is this… ?’
or
‘What if…?’’
remember the star
that's it
An evening in the driveway of our house with my father...

I can't remember many of my memories...
I used to remember all the bad things, now I've forgotten them too, but I still remember this one.
The blazing sunset
Streams over my head
And the gentle breeze
Whispers its time to forget...

...all those sad thoughts
Weighing you down
Let them Go
Right now

I've fallen in love
With a crimson sky
I'm floating in the joy
Of a natural high

...its so beautiful
To feel at ease
Seek my sunset
Of peace.

by Debra Lea Ryan
03.08.2025
☼ ♡ ƸӜƷ ❀ ♬
In Song @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5PYixdp6K1s
Mira Aug 1
i wish to be as
beautiful as the
moon

it's light a beacon
a pale silhouette
magical

i wish to be as
beautiful as the
moon

for the moon cares not
for admirers or
fame

it glimmers eternally
in the dark
midnight
oh to be as beautiful as the moon!
eliana 6d
Butterflies fly high
high in the sky
at night they try
to go somewhere to hide.
To hide from the dark
they fly and they fly
into the dark during the night sky.
Shambhavi Jul 30
Sometimes the clouds of thought gather too thick,
Blanketing the soul,
Until it forgets.....
The vast blue it once called home.
Stress can really cause random poetries😅
Indika Perera Jul 28
One day when I’m walking in the sun,
and the rays of the sun warm my shoulders,
I will know you are looking down at me,
shining your bright rays of hope into my heart.

I will look up and see your smile,
and your “Husky stubbornness” too,
sneaking through your mischievous grin,
as if to say ‘I love you’
then I will take a deep breath and,
smile right back at you,
a secret moment shared between two buddies,
that can’t be expressed in words.

You were one of a kind, very unique,
unlike any other dog I’ve met,
You had your own ways of showing,
your love, kindness and affection,
You did not jump on my lap,
or lick my face into a slobbery mess,
You did not ‘speak’ like other huskies,
but talk we did, all the time, you and me,
in our own unique parlance.

You were a scaredy cat, yes you were,
afraid of the slightest rustle of the leaves,
one little noise is all it took,
for you to rush back to Mimi,
and hide behind her back.

You were a gentle one, weren’t you, my love?
never have I heard you raise your voice,
or growl at another dog,
the word ‘mean’ was foreign to you,
Love was the only sentiment you knew.

you had your own way with everyone,
Anishka was your pack leader,
always to be obeyed,
he taught you all the skills you know,
So he was to be honored and held in high esteem.

Mimi was your Mom,
the one you went to for all your needs,
because you knew that in her loving embrace,
was where you would always find,
a gentle kiss and a warm hug.

For your part, you took upon yourself,
the role of “Mimi Protecter”,
self-appointed though this responsibility was,
you embraced it with utmost seriousness,
Mimi was to be protected at all costs,
She was never to be left behind,
you had to make sure that she was in the car,
before you got in yourself.

then there was Tha…

hmm… where do we put Tha?
Tha was your pal, your buddy,
your comrade and your partner in crime,
When you were in the mood to play,
Tha was your go-to-guy.

when you felt like going on a midnight stroll,
in the dead of winter at 2 o’clock in the morning,
in minus 15 weather,
for no valid reason whatsoever,
except that you simply felt like walking,
Tha was your man.

ah yes, me dressed up in 19 different items of clothing,
and you, yes you, you were buck naked,
prancing merrily in the snow,
while I was shuddering in the bitter cold.

ah but these are the moments I cherish,
those unplanned moments of beautiful comradery,
whether it’s wandering through the forest utterly lost,
or swimming across a scream to get back on the hiking trail,
or running away from a mother bear protecting her cubs
we did it together and we did it our way, didn’t we?

From now on, in our hearts is where you will live,
we will forever love you with the purest love we know,
we did not rescue you from a shelter,
but you rescued us with your love.
this is not ‘goodbye’ my love,
it’s simple ‘see you later’.
Samuel E Jul 29
When I met her
the flowers gave me my lines,
my world rippled new colors,
and words called to me
from the sun, moon, and stars.
Simply put.
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