impulse
desire
craving
something
savoury
or sweet
first
salted
nuts
still
unsatisfied
…
followed by
heaps of
other goodies
too many
to list
…
blaming
the weather
body chills
pants
too small
to wear
need to
go shopping
…
belly
overflowing
the waistline
taste buds
what a
curse!
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days seem too short
time encapsulated
magic of the forest
where each tree needle
fell to the ground
without a sound
sitting around a bonfire
listening to the crackling
of the wood sap
eyes absorbing flames
cheeks and palms
shades of hot pink
reflecting on the past days
hours and years blend
into one infinitive mass
past present and future
only fictitious concepts
piercing through space
moments ago God’s child
now just a grey nomad
well behaved adult
following written rules
the wisdom hidden
behind thick curtains
innocence dissipated
like a smoke of the fire
only distant smile remains
so fragile and deep
you would almost miss it
in a blink of an eye
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the cabriolet was waiting
it was a late morning
after the wedding
time to sober up
the plan was to head north
to the checkpoints
then through them
into the land of opportunities
in the warm shower
she made the decision
it was time to put her life
into her own hands
her dreams awaited
on the other side
of the border
she jumped into the car
and only then
a sudden jolt
she woke up
sweating
still single
Poem written with the photo prompt as part of the Writer’s Unite! June challenge.
Images are free use—Image from Pixabay
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the ship docked in harbor
the placid water held it afloat
all the passengers disembarked
towards new adventures
on the paradise island
only the crew remained
resting after the hard work
then slowly preparing
for the return journey
and the buzz of people
once back on board
new food supply was loaded
fresh water delivered
the floors got scrubbed
the cabins freshened
passengers started to arrive
broad smiles and sun tanned
the weather was fine
sun filled fluffy clouds
light breeze moving the air
the perfect day on the water
when one is happy to just be
while enjoying life in motion
This poem was written from a picture prompt as part of a Writers Unite! May 2025 challenge. WU blog
Images are free use—Image by yangguonin from Pixabay
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