Breath and Bone

eons ago

time before time

waters split

and lands rose

there I stood

seeing the universe

created

wondering at the majesty of

it all

Am I more than breath and bone?

more than air and sea?

millenium spans

time after time

rocks break

and seas rose

there I sat

amoung the relics

crafted

wondering at the majesty

of it all.


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over the horizon

I sat on the

precipice

my heart gasping.

over the horizon

for villagers

only dared to

gander for a second

in the

temple of the

sky king

vast wide

spaces

clouds that name

the sun

the air so thin

my breath

didn’t reach my chest

Is this where the

phoenix flies to

sing and die?

Is this where Icarus

burned his hands?

my eyes tilt downward

the drop becoming

farther, distant fields

the cliff didn’t giveway

by my confidence did

and I tremble at

the voice of the

sky king.


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Tasted Like Memory

The way that she moved

light spilling over her eyes

shape of water

but I didn’t catch

all the details of her mind

because to

me

she tasked like memory

seeing her in a daily routine

that even made cleaning

beautiful beyond compare

the way her mouth curved

in a smirk and smile

all at once

her memory never

faded from my mouth.


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My Fiction

In my fiction

dreams, there is

a place to

live and breathe.

As if yesterday,

sun kissed skies

could help me forget

the fact that

I spent all day

looking past

the mirror into

a world

that doesn’t exist.


Feeling very restless as the stay at home order continues. Wishing for the ability to meet with my friend who has just come back from living abroad. Photo by Marc-Olivier Jodoin from Unsplash.

Standing in the…

A cool breeze

frosted windows

standing in the

mirror

she studies

listened and

understood

that reflections

can be

deceiving.



This poem is directly inspired by the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge at Go Dog Go Cafe. The prompt this time was “standing in the mirror”. I am working through older prompts to help spark my imagination. Be sure to check out the challenge every Tuesday! Photo by Vince Fleming on Unsplash.