Another Saturday in the books!
Let's get a little poetic! Spiraling out, spiraling away, and tumbling down into the words of reassurances.
May you always find your words, and may you always be able to express them!
Let slip the dagger of creativity into your heart!
Petrified, clinging to blankets warm.
A smell of winters waterborne.
Trickle of snows embrace leaking down.
A mountains thorn, a hilltop crown.
Litchen hangs like a fine beard.
On old man willows chin.
Woodman strides, axe held high.
Smote him from his skin
Another home for man and wife.
Life gives life.
Born from flame comes moth again.
Dusting each killing blow.
Sometimes the world spirals away from me
At speeds I can nare define.
A creeping shadow takes it’s place
Within the confines of my mind.
Growling whispers of ill intent
Rooted baseless in my fears,
Warning of a million dangers
Blowing hot into my ears.
A sickly shiver rolling quick
As I brush the thoughts away
Knowing they aren’t truly gone
As each night slips into day.
Laying still and breathing slow
Under a blanket of growing dread..
Voices warning that today’s the day
I will surely wake up dead.
Surrender to the cold embrace
Of indifference’s tawdry grasp,
The less that I care each day
Makes me freer than the last.
But if poetry isn't your thing, that's okay! We are going on vacation, and you're coming with us!
Between the poetry posts, you can look forward to:
- 4K drone footage of exotic landscapes!
- Underwater photography!
- Silly updates from the crew of The U.S.S. Minnowprize!
- A very special Microscopic Monday!
- MAYBE a drunk post?!
Stay tuned!
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