Slow your breath to calm
pause stop relax to still your mind
conjure your dream vacation place
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
We were once rivers,
braiding through each other’s lives,
carving valleys of shared wonder.
Now we float in bubbles,
soft-walled sanctuaries of sameness,
drifting past one another
with eyes turned inward.
The more we seal our edges,
the less we feel the ripple,
of another’s breath.
The complete loss of naivety doesn’t necesseraly lead
To cynicism cause it would be too dramatic
Its just a usual way of life
As it is, no naivety, no cynicism
Though you’d like to have them in stock
Just in case you’d need some of it again
But the problem is, sellers are gone
Those good sellers, who could get anything you wanted
Some of them have become state officials
Others have converted to Buddhism
And a few have delved deep into the sweet dullness
Of privacy in the countryside homes
But sooner or later you realize
That you own them for free
Naivety and cynicism
Absolutely like new, here they are
Well shaped, exquisitely elegant
With a little leaf on the ends
Looking exactly like the earrings we bought you last summer
You can wear them again, why not
No one will notice, what these items are
They’d only see the earrings.
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They don't want you
To elevate without them
Even when they're not supportive.
They know your history,
Victory and glory; so they want to be part of it
They always want to be part of your glowing
But not part of the suffering and criticisms.
They want to partake in your glory and victory
Even when they don't know the story
They always watching, while you do the working
Then come in, when you start earning.
If they can't do or have it;
They won't let you, rather they disrupt it.
Be the game changer not the fighter
Never let them chain or tame you
Vibrate higher, so you can fly higher
Liberating yourself from toxic people.
People ruin good things or people,
If they can't have it or be one.
Raise your game highest and tightest
So mediocre people can't participate in it.
He is not someone you bump into on the road and fail to notice,
he is the one whose presence you feel in the empty corridors he traversed,
he doesn't wear the falsehood of a feigned smile on his lips,
but sews his bleeding truths onto the contours of his soul.
He won't accuse you of gazing too long at his flawless face or measured steps,
he is not the subject of the town's empty chatter, but the whisper that slips into shadows,
he is an ordinary person who hates attention, too hesitant to meet your gaze,
he doesn't care about appearances or the silent knives that wound his back.
He is someone you all know,
he is someone you all judge.
He remains an enigma revealed only in the silence between heartbeats,
a story that stretches like an echo among the cold walls of indifference,
a presence that asks nothing but leaves a deep mark in the silence it touches,
a soul weaving its path amid gazes that lack the courage to see.
two hundred tremors
in forty eight hour span
greece is on notice
I scroll through shadows
Your smile flickers, then fades
A ghost at my mind's backyard
We often spoke in 240px
Laughed in soulless emojis
Such artificial moments melt away
The screen goes black -
Our story dissolves
Static instead of love
I step into sunlight
The “what ifs” let go
My life, my own again
Your name erased
Only but silence remains
And I return to the start
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Poets create verses about Eden
And why not? Shining wonders can be made
In this paradise of green garden shade
Like the most beautiful blondes from Sweden
But when wealth reeks like an opium den
Causing visions of fair maidens to fade
Each letter’s the type to join a tirade
Of mad words drafted with reluctant pen
Conscripted lines of iambic footmen
Bid a font farewell to their loving trade
These rhymes in retrograde orbit cascade
Against injustice which rises again
Position of the universe is right
For syllables to show a little fight
I didn't notice
how fast time was going—
all the commotion,
it's quite the distraction.
This perpetual motion,
lost in a sea of consumption,
all for social devotion.
Lacking what we left behind,
now chasing dimes with our time.
Is it wrong to numb
with lights and rums?
Moments between moments are what we miss—
something as a kid
I didn't notice.
pulsating
awareness
is alive
it is that
what we are
consciousness
rest all dreams
thoughts delude
we are light
Notice: from here on
poets, only write about posies
and rosies -- aching heart
with drippy nosies is OK if
kept politically correct --
No sex differentiation allowed
Be not definite, and be proud.
Be spiritual, but no mention
of god -- Light is alright,
but do not suggest of Light
divine relationship and Christian
connotation
poet, forget your old beloved nation
let new government sanction your
heart, -- consider the empathetic IRS
before you start --
Wisely stay atop the water
For greater clarification inquire
Democrat's New World Order................
Near the end, is far too late to find what you have lost;
obvert your gaze to all the tiny miracles, to hear, to see, to touch;
the wind through ancient Aegean trees re-formed to herculean bonsai;
iridescent shimmering of Iris’ sunlit snow atop her goddess mountain;
calico, rough against your tender sun-kissed skin as day turns into evening.
Each thing you take the time to heed with love will be with you, always.
four ballerina beauties took a stroll
searching for a tutu they could all agree on
no one appeared to notice their beauty
not a surprise…
standoffish New York city dwellers
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