each night you leave me
and go to the other
side of the world
to make their day bright.
in the darkness of the night
the moon comforts me
she sheaths me in her
silver shining light
the stars dazzle me
with their twinkling brilliance
as slumber overtakes me
I sleep the night away
waking up to find you
all around me
engulfing me with your warmth
Author: yassy
Timeline Stories
poetry and I
timeline stories
swapping the cosmos
reading the fine print
of a universe
unexplored
a source of words
setting the ink on my fingers
unfolding solstice tales
aether shines with star drifts
eternity’s thousand ways
reality fleeting
ancient immortal
timeline stories.
Climate Change
climate change but not the way it has to
# climate change # global warming # monoku
War Ruins
war zone
death’s heartbeat
regardless of spring
people cry each other
into bomb shelters
sun crashes on bloodied walls
some screams live in the throat
some never survive to live
reading the news
I feel the fear
between broadcasts
no deadlines
for destruction
where leaders buy time
with destruction
bloodied peace offering
the dead become the dehumanization of war.
My Scattered Wits
i gather my scattered wits
and turn them into witty bits
An Hourglass Flipped
Time is a word, time is many a moon They say time is the greatest healer This fourth dimension that moves life Irreversible sequence That writes into our soul Moving through our hearts It takes and makes Past, present Future To Take Charge of To create A now that comes Calibrating life A fleeting unstillness Touching a kind of open Living, breathing the act of being The before, the after, and maybe The instant and the constant that is time. # Double Etheree
weekend haiku
poetry
opening up
the conversation
A Framed Silence
Heartbreaking when friends don't talk anymore Makes your heart all achy and sore. Writing poetry is not so much fun When the words , they don't come. It's like watching the slowly falling rain You feel the tears, yet not lose the pain. I feel like a soul that's misunderstood Trying my best to make it look good. I try to hide myself inside my woe It's best not to let it show. My hands are empty but filled with words I cling to the words that can't be heard. The ink will not dry, the time will not pass Your forever presence in my life my life will surpass.
Atomic Mushrooms Harvest
A poetic collaboration with Lubomir Tomik aka Midian Poet
Behind the windows of a gray face
At the end of the road
Broken glass lanterns will never find glassmakers
And white nights
The shore is out in the haze of fog.
Faces like words
Expressions soundless
Seeking understanding
A metamorphosis
Bursting
Into existence
Light in the haze
Finding the sixth sense
A glass that survives the crash
Shattering into renaissance
Faces silent
Suddenly changing
In the atomic mushrooms of you
In the morning mist you collect them in a basket
At breakfast
Then you will embrace me with tenderness
Coffee by you
Unbelievable you
Face masks cling
Eyes light up
In the oxygen that floats
You collect them in your breath
And embrace me with life
Your soul sparkles
Unbelievable
Breathing
Tender.
https://midianpoet.com/2022/01/19/poet-cooperation-atomic-mushrooms-harvest/
Twilight Lullabies
twilight sky
lullabies
stir the space
between dusk and night


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