Enigma

This life is

Such a mystery

I’m puzzled at every twist

A Rubic’s Cube

I’ll never solve

My answers, always miss

Inspired by The Daily Post Word Prompt: puzzled

This Kandy Kitchen Called Life

Sometimes I feel like Lucy

Life, just like those chocolates on that conveyor belt, is going by so fast

Time is speeding up, so I try to stuff as much of the chocolate as I can

However I can

Inspired by The Daily Word Prompt: conveyor

Decay

There’s a wound I hang on to

Like a cavity I won’t get filled

I finger it with my tongue

Test it out each time, anew

Is the pain still there? Yes, it is

This old friend, this pain that feels like me

Inspired by The Daily Post Word Prompt: cavity

Soul Echoes

Who’s there, yearning, in pain

In the dark of my past

I look behind and see

The silhouettes of the many

From whose dreams I was born

I feel their unrealized needs

In the needs of my present

What they have not let go of

Holds me now, outside of my life

I see you, I say

I’m sorry, I say

This is yours, I say

I lay their burdens at their feet

Look them deeply in their eyes

Thank you for dreaming my life

I’ve got it from here

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt silhouette

Both Sides Now

I lean heavily on them

My dominant traits

A desire to color inside the lines

Follow the rules

Play it safe

They serve me well

Except when they don’t

So I am strengthening others

Going outside the boundaries

Breaking the rules

Taking risks

Gonna have an ambidextrous spirit

 

Inspired by The Daily Word Prompt: dominant

Shade

A tiny world of experience

A blink of the eye

A split-second connection

Like breath, but different

Connects me to my innerscape

Reinforces my sense of self

In the often-overwhelm

Of being in the world

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: blink

Composition

Too many voices within

An unwelcome cacophony

Disparate threads collide

Influence my life strategy

Others’ conversations

Nag and berate, then subside

Get still, they said, and listen

You will hear your Self inside

It’s the quiet one underneath

Just make some space within

So I tried to push the static aside

I didn’t value what it had to say

Tried to drown out those others’ voices

That had somehow become a part of mine

And in doing so, I lost my way

But now I know their message is important

They just need to be heard and known

Like a feeling just wants to be felt

They need to not feel all alone

So now I listen to the threads

One by one, I unravel each song

I give back those not mine to those who sang them first

Tell them I’ll always carry their song in mine

No longer at odds, there is now harmony

My voice resonates with many voices as one

And the music of my soul makes perfect sense to me

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: strategy

Compost

Lay me down on a bed of pine needles

Remove my clothing, piece by piece

Place twigs and moss in my hair

And put daisies on my eyes

Evoke the spirits of the trees

Invite my ancestors to be in attendance

Sing from a place within you that has no name

Leave me knowing I am free now

Let my body return to the earth

Mingle with the leaves and the forest life

Know me, leaving, that I am everywhere

Inspired by The Daily Word Prompt: evoke

Love Poultice

You kissed the scars

The carvings he made

On the inside of my thighs

Ugly remnants of his violence

And just like that

I felt the wound heal

Red, raw angry skin

Became baby-smooth again

Inspired by The Daily Word Prompt: carve

Remembrance

“I’ve forgotten how to be in my own body,” she said

“I feel like I have woken up in a foreign land”

I took her by the hand

Led her down the the sea

“Sit down and let the waves remind you,” I said

We lay back, and with closed eyes

Became one with the ocean

The undulation, the caress and push-pull

We let ourselves be swallowed

And we became mermaids again

Bodies arching, diving

Arms moving through the water

Embracing the flow of the tide

She started crying tears of deeply relieved joy

And so then did I, to see her find home again

Our salt tears mixed with the salt of the sea

And when we finally returned to the shore and found our legs again

We took the ocean with us in the sway of our hips

And the pulse of our hearts

Inspired by The Daily Word Prompt: undulate