Fragmented Time… #Poetry

 

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I am resurrected from dying dreams

 

From the ash that surrounds your world.

Like your Frankenstein, I am made from many parts

In my hand I hold the glowing fragments of time

Dark clouds hide me from the sun

Nothing works the same where I am

Rain flows upwards, the stars shine in circles

Wind blows only from the north

The moon rises when and where it pleases

Day is night, night is day

Things change in the blink of an eye

Our numbers are few, our world is fading

In order for me to remain in the universe

I must steal one fragment of time

Hide the remaining parts for humanity to find…

©anitadawes

 

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#Writephoto ~ Stillness #Poetry

Thursday photo prompt: Stillness #writephoto

 

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The image shows the dark silhouette of a cliff and against a calm sea and a sun-gold horizon.

 

 

#writephoto

 

Rock, sea and sky, what more could I ask for

The stillness, oh, the stillness

Where birds dare not fly, the air undisturbed

My heart slows in memory of a time unspoken

The quickening begins as I step into the salt sea

My mind invaded with primitive thoughts

An old-time movie, how long has it played there

How many minds have changed, standing here?

Did they notice time playing before their eyes?

Am I the only fool to stand wrapped in stillness?

My mind damaged by no sound entering

No help to rearrange my thoughts

What do I take back from this strange place?

Will it be renewed stillness of mind to carry me

through the remainder of my life…

©anitadawes

#Water… #Poetry

 

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Water

Sapphire world of midnight, magic rises,

a gift for the world of mortals

The water queen spreads

her magic across the globe

Whether you want it or not

Baptisms, blessings, bathing, we all use it

Not realising it has a memory

From where it was born

Each person it has touched good or bad,

it matters not, water flows where it will.

Beneath the ground, hidden caverns

Through the graveyards where the dead sleep

In eternal slumber

When we thirst, we drink to stay alive

Whose memory do we take upon ourselves.

©anitadawes

#Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge…

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 148 #SynonymsOnly

 

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Image from Colleen Chesebro

 

This week the words are EMPTY & SPACE

 

This

hollow

Field of dreams

Abandoned place

Where space and time cries

A blank page waits for words

Fill a vacant mind with hope

Time, distance can bring back the lost

Where dreams fill the place in-between sleep

worlds come back to the beginning of time…

©anitadawes

 

 

 

 

 

Never born… #Poetry

 

 

 

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Never born…

An angel in the alley, whispering to pass us by

Waiting for a response, for one person to hear

Her reason for being here.

waiting in the shadows, her mission, to be healed

she will know by their answer, I am here.

Her wings will no longer be broken

She is twinned with one who walks here

She will pass, hear the words whispered

Her need will be answered by the

Giving of life from one soul to another

Death waits with broken wings

Her debt paid to a twin never born…

©anitadawes

Wordle ~ 424 #Poetry

 

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Scratch the year 2049 from your calendar

The discount has been discounted

There are no longer any on-line purchases

Finish reading your book now

Your granite walls are no longer safe

Your single mindedness has sunk the ship

The heat, the oil, has seared the world as we know it

We will not see 2050 in the same light

Nor see with the same eyes

Or feel with the same heart

To carry on.

It’s life, but not as we know it…

©anitadawes