Carrying the dead

I crawl amongst the earths back,
Sluggishly moving forward while
So many creatures besides me are
Gliding
Flying
They are not weighted down the way I am.
They are not trying to move through life
Carrying their dead,
They are not chained by the weight of the past,
Suffocating

– Freedom

 

 

*Written in June 2018, Spring

 

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Some Kind of Wonderful

Summer –
Some kind of wonderful

Pale blue skies
Marry deep blue seas
Imperfection filled
White sand beach
Mirrors my skin

The warm embrace
Of sun pouring into world
Alchemizes the death of winter
Into gold animated with life

Some kind of wonderful –
Summer

 

 

*Written in June 2018, Spring

 

 

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