The perfect war
Let’s go shooting
Stars!
the weathered mill
water churning through
the wooden blades
in times when
resources were plentiful
meadows lush green
the creek sheltering
an elusive creature
the enigmatic platypus
when peace was
too common to notice
undervalued and plentiful
once it disappeared
people tend to
appreciate it again
the old mill
roof still intact
its wheel turning
standing strong through
all seasons upheaval
explosions and wars
the comforting place
where human work
with nature coexist
peacefully
Poem written with a picture prompt from Writers Unite!
Image by dshat from Pixabay
by default
since birth
we are utterly
blinded
when it comes to
our grasp of the
higher frequencies
of the world’s shift
so much angst
friends and fam
reminiscent of the
virus era
striking focus
on the live
affairs of the
elite
we forget
to look inside
our precious
lives
any problems
we ever have
with choices
of others
reflect
the issues
in our very
own mind
frustration
retaliation
conflict
within
as above
so below
our thoughts
manifest
choose peace
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HERE IS AN AUDIO RECORDING OF THIS POEM ON SPOTIFY:
Flash of colors
Soft heavy fabric
Featherlike feel
Running nose yet stationary
Metal feeling on the tongue
Glass vial full of warm liquid
Sip through a cool straw
Bitterness the road to health
Escape in spotless linen
Stay under get a rest
Water levels reduced
Burning in fingertips
Eyelids too heavy to blink
Just a temporary feeling
Crushing on my body
Test to be passed
Lesson to be learned
Listening to be allowed
Step inside
Open the doors
Recharge the cells
Unblock the stream
Healing energy flow
Ready to burst
All over
Peace again
Lost & newly found
Back to life’s joys
