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Posts tagged ‘thoughts’

to catch ourselves, the fireflies

sometimes i want to
walk on the moon
let the weight of my worries
feel a little lighter on
my shoulders, gravity won’t
hold us down too much
sometimes i want to
walk on Mercury, feel closer to
the sharper, hotter touch
of fire from a dying star
we think of ourselves as temporary
and the universe everlasting
when all of us from humans
to ants to planets to jellyfish
to comets, are just glittering
dust settling into bottles and jars

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backdated post a day poem for November 4th, 2017

villains on all sides

some attempt to trespass light
most hold their breath in the night
of their hearts, a few keep
starlight within their sight,
none truly know wrong from right
when two wrongs tower above them,
urging to choose the lesser of
two evils, to enable this
villain or the other

universe kings

move feet like water
carry mind in the air
root heart in the earth
keep soul alight
in the fire, we all come from
stardust which burned down
from existence’s desire
to walk and breathe as a million
different beings, in our minutes,
moments, and hours
we are tiny kings, flowers
quickly growing to decay
to fold back into the dust, so
existence can go along its way

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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: tentative

take a moment to breathe

sometimes the way
to champion the day
is to be a couch potato
lounge all of the worries
right out of your head
and everyone who judges you
are secretly just jealous
wishing they were in
your place instead

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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: glorious

stages

love is when one desires
to create and create some more,

regret is when one desires to recreate
what one created or didn’t create before

grief is when one can’t create and suffers
recreating moments which can’t be created anymore

hope is when one can’t create and
can’t recreate but believes anyway they
can within the core of their soul

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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: recreate

from foolishness, wisdom

taste the sweetest wine
by cracking open your skull
pull out all of your mind
write foolishly, always
intoxicate your words
dance with them,
love every single line
and then one day
time will say, what’s written
has made you wise

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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: flavorful

caves, cages, nests

there’s a nest in my head
filled with sticks of trees which once
whistled, kicking up their legs, tossing their
arms, fighting in the breeze, holding on
to their leaves before they let them take leave
birds hang on wires and limbs
cats curl up against tires
bugs hike up flower stems
i’ll read my mind like a book
over time it hardened into a tiny,
sometimes overlooked gem
i’ll let my words catch fire
smoldering the page, when my
thoughts are hatched and brought up
in the nest of these things, they’ll shine
my mind can escape from the cage,
from the cave i’ll crawl, leaving it behind