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Inside a glass of water

Thin wet wormy spiral
Color mixing in thready dissolution
It lands at the base of the glass
Still heavy with momentum
And spreads
A loose puddle
There is no place like the world
Inside a glass of water.
Rules are different there.
Things bend without breaking
Moisture saves anything
Moisture ruins everything
Insinuates from the outside
Desolidifies
Dissolves
Until everything
Is just water again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

Dip into creativity

 

Dip into creativity
A deep black well
Creatures run deep
Under the glassy still water.
Just a cup is all you need
Look close and see
Tadpoles, minnows, miraculous life
Crayfish, seaweed, plankton, krill.
Swirling alive
Unfathomable life.
Sometimes you can catch a big fish
But content yourself with minnows.
Even these
Some cannot catch.
Even these are a boon.
Lucky, lucky, lucky.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

One Bird

 

One minute left
To breathe
One stream trickling away from the desert.
One bird lands to sip
Delicately, as birds will
Beakful by beakful
The sweet cool water
Life giving, nourishing.
And then with ten powerful thrusts of his wings
He is again aloft
Looking for something
Only he knows.
One bird in the sky
One story
And not much at all to tell.
But to him
It is the only story that matters.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

floating

 

I had a wonderful break. I’d tell you all about my awkward adventures but I have to catch up on work! O_O

 


 

 

everything is weightless here

rocks lift water

water supports leaves

a stick, hooked on a rock, held by the current, forever nods

creek cups air

air elevates clouds

 

effortless

gentle

trickling, wet plashes, and bloops

tender caressing breeze

leaves float downstream

leaves stick in gullies

leaves collect on the bank

 

i too sit weightless

being nothing is easy

i don’t mind the rocks underneath

neither do they mind me

 

the clouds in the sky

churn

ever mixing, never blending

overwhelming blue

swallows us all

creek, rocks, sticks, leaves, and me

 

beyond the hill sounds Dragon Fire

a Heavy Breathing Hot Air Balloon

Inflates into view

 

guess nobody told them

they don’t need to try so hard

to float

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

Adaptability

 

Humans are flexible.

We meet the shape of our confines.

We grow to fit

We stretch

We shrink

We can adapt to any situation.

We live in prison.

We live in snow.

We even breathe underwater now.

 

I often dream I can breathe underwater.

That I figured out how.

Just breathe slowly

That’s all there is to it

Just breathing

Slowly

Is key.

 

Maybe

If we just breathe slowly

We can survive anywhere.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

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