London Paris: Favorites

Feb 3 London Paris

Liana

Do you ever feel
Like you're a bug?

I mean
Think about it
They get punished
For just existing
And in the world we live in
We are born in to this madness
With the only escape
Being death

Bugs come in all different shapes and sizes
Still bugs nonetheless
But when we see an ant just minding it's business
We step on it
And when we see a butterfly
we take a picture

Bugs get squashed
By people

People get squashed
By people

Do you see what I mean?

Maybe not the most poetic thing, but a thought I had.

(This note was written by a light that could not turn on, but you thought you could turn it on when you wanted to. Is that enough?)

Feb 3 London Paris

Midnight Winter Trees

Feb 3 London Paris

Clay Micallef

Midnight Winter Trees

Now the wine
has stoped working
and these poems
sit quietly like
tired horses
I wish sorrow
was a stranger
but she shines
brightly sometimes
like silver in a
rubble of stone
she follows me
down every street
she haunts my
road of truth
I see her in the bars
in ally ways
in tiny rooms of
loneliness
I see her smile
through dusty light
I see her stand so thin
so sweetly by the
midnight winter trees
Clay.M

Feb 3 London Paris

Presage Prepare Be Aware

Feb 3 London Paris

CJ Sutherland

Presage Prepare Be Aware

In
      The
             End
                    Of
                        Days
                              Elderly
                               Women
                                       Will
                                        See
                               Visions
                         Young
                      Men
               Will
Prophecy

Inspired Song,
Dream a little dream for me (1968)
By The Mamas & The Papas

BLT Webster’s Word of the day challenge
2-2-25 presageTo Presage something is to give or be a sign that it will happen in the future
presage is a formal synonym of foreshadow, for tell, and predict

Subliminal messages, I tried to make it in the shape of a D for DREAMS

Feb 3 London Paris

Worrier

Feb 3 London Paris

Lori Jones McCaffery

Worrier

I’m trying so hard to maintain the flame
But my candle continues to flicker.
I’ve shielded it from the heaviest winds
But the breezes of sameness assail it.
I can’t see my way if it goes out completely
With darkness now poised to swoop in.
ljm

Health problems that cause depression.

Feb 3 London Paris

Whispers in the Pond

Feb 3 London Paris

Nemusa

Whispers in the Pond

golden shadows drift,

ripples cradle mirrored scales,

silent sunlit dance.

#haiku