rustling winds suggest
open windows, talk of trees
silence of nature
That vision seen yon, o’er
unlikely variegated arc
holds no cause of angst to heed—
dreams stay tight in hearts held open
aloft o’er jostling oceans along
chase not of riches but
victuals, warmth . . . shelter from
frostnip which hobbles the dream
fathomed in ascent.
Written for dVerse quadrille prompt 165: “warmly”.
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Keep dreaming, set objectives.
sitting in back
learning how it was that
fear, dominance, and indifference
often won’t see
a living truth
Existence on Earth
sliver of chance
on a globe
ripe with life, all kinds
feeding on availability
intractable manners of being
but so much happiness
blatant, like glad dogs—truths
waiting for their needful someone
Written in mind of the existence of humankind. Second draft.
Posted today for Isdal Woman Day, which is observed on November 29 of every calendar year. The Isdal Woman was last seen alive on November 23, 1970. Her body was discovered two days later, and her case reopened in 2016. Read more about this unsolved case and its larger objective.