MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘That Forecast!’

Wind and darkness
Sleepless night ensured
Forecasted thunderstorm
Massive rain predicted

Rivers overflowing
Muddy banks
The forest still asleep
Five am wake up call
Pack the bags and go

Down the steep slopes
Regen not woken up yet
The only car for fifty km
Just before the sun rose

Once down that’s where
The wet started to show
Road diversions in place
River crossings filling up

One way into the unknown
Is it dry enough to pass?
Nervous smile with excitement
There is a lead car ahead

Shall keep up with them
No chance at that bullet speed
Flying through the waters
On the run or in a hurry

Heart rate up just as
The water in the creeks
No other car on that road
There we go diving alone

Is there more to come?
Or is the worst behind us
Now the race is up with
Our energy bars
Reaching close to zero

Escape from the rain
Chasing us around
Many hours later
Resting

The sky broke in half
More is on the way
Is here the right place
To stay dry and safe?

What is with this weather!
Pouring again
Stay safe and above the waters dear friends ♡

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MORNING POETRY – “Newly Born Story”

There was darkness

In the coming days

As we gave up on

Our rights to freedom

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Being born on Earth

The world of possibilities

Quantum field unified

Brain shaped by fear

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The unknown we avoided

Foreseable future craved

Dependant on our emotions

Fired up old memories

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The mainstream flowed

Via the box of moving pictures

Attached to a ripping story

Of bodies and unwellness

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Contained in the contagious

Sifted through the stimulation

Strenghtening wired connection

Outsourced our freedom

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Crowdfunded new world

Millitary obedience

Spoon fed dramas

Trecherous news

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New morning awaits

Rain drops clear the air

Life in the infinite field

Rewired machines

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Software of the Universe

Getting new workout

Panning out all-rights

Through the thought stream

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Stubborn and dagg in

Humans still blind and deaf

Any new input from above

Dismissed for mad wishes

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Closing the gap

The train is about to take off

Are you in it or on the platform

Waiting for the next

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Life

MORNING POETRY – ‘Morning Musings’

Before the crack of dawn
Eyes of an old owl
Sitting at the keyboard
Tired to the soul

After a long pause
Inspired to pencil
Mind chatter on a high
Unable to lay still

Reflecting on new stories
Of people young and old
Relationships hot topic
Until they get cold

Search for a partner
For life or just the bed
It did my head in
With all that’s been said

As the time has gone
The feel of cool air
Drank all the coffee
The least I could care

Who could imagine
That life has such a twist
Born to be wild
Then married to the Christ

Time to wake up now

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Awakened Beauty’

She was hidden
Behind a pile of rubbish
Until the discovery
Of its golden centre

As she dag deep
Her hair fell forward
Her hands felt the dirt
Of unresolved past

Fountain of pristine fluid
Washed away all the muck
Once again and forever
She felt fresh and new

Her hair smooth and shiny
Her face full of laughter
Plainly in sight
The well lived lines

Breaking inside
Walls shattering
Open space created
Freedom to breathe

Her pulse got back
Slowly catching breath
Emerging from deep sleep

Awakened beauty