It’s not
what it is
or what
it isn’t ...
But what
it
forever
— could be
(Dreamsleep: July, 2026)
I wish I could give myself completely
surrender to the arms of the unknown...
Bask in the sea of meditation and
find the serenity I have been seeking
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Let your words build bridges.
AP: 2nd place 2026
Reach for all the stars, let each day take you far.
My love reached for me, and took me to all my dreams.
Dreams of a life forever in his arms, making each day better with just a thought of him.
Love you reached for me and called me near, now I am floating in the air, like a smooth sailing kite, I feel bright and happy in the sunlight.
Reach for all your dreams, all your loves, don’t ever stop reaching for your dreams, make each one a priority.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always
Infinatessimally scarsely realizable' the striving; reaching to describe that which is dawning. From infinitys sublime, in realitys
Alter. Or on? Or is it all in the mind? In the broadest sense of all reaches, how best can we?
Portray the pure attributes of true poetry
Divine'
Thoughts do not have a broad reach,
unless they are shared
Words can have a broad reach, if they
are shared and spread
Kindness can often have the broadest
reach of all, because it can be contagious
Faith has a broad reach, because
it is unseen and powerful
Hope can reach the highest highs and
lowest lows and seep into the tiniest cracks
Nature embracing Earth have broad reach
to nourish, support and enrich
Ecosystem participating at random
in cosmic curriculum
exhibiting wide spectrum
through versatility,
dynamism and vitality.
Vast oceans, rivers, mountains,
deserts, volcanoes, fountains
going through formation , reformation,
or destruction , extinction !
Natural happenstances —-
Infinite number of instances.
Life is also running through initiation
evolution and extinction
ceaseless continuous
on broad reach simultaneous.
Holding broad reach, Nature possessing so many aspects
presenting , also representing non-living and living objects.
The wind slides across the sail,
not only an angular thrust,
but a broad embrace of motion,
a wide reach of prime promise
that progress need not be a struggle,
and existential course can be covered
with faith in favorable invisible currents,
the natural drift of what one really is.
Leaning on the flow of moments
life is an art of sailing
with what carries it forward,
the skilful insight of knowing
when to align with the possibility,
with the intent of efficient navigation,
a shift from friction to surge,
releasing the potent momentum of passion.
Painted in twilight grey, the stars dangle low
over a far vallev where willows bend
in a lone shade, creating lines
of a face disappearing from hazy dew.
Upon stars, a wish holds this sigh
with yearning that you'll be here
to raise my eyes sunny as springtime
through your warmest afterglow...
Now I yearn for those days shimmering,
when fervor's reach
was our ripple of love ...and
how the waves would tremble
while I held the arms that waxed the night.
You never said your heart grew frail
as we ruffled through leaves of byways
mimicking voices on the radio
till lonely tunes stab me...
How I longingly reach out for you.
Sure to lose if I don't try
AP: 2nd place 2026
sometimes what is visible cannot be touched
A vessel leaning to the breeze,
Where sunbeams dance on rolling seas,
With canvas full and spirits high,
Beneath an endless sapphire sky.
The whispered song of rushing foam,
As white-tipped waves begin to roam,
And halyards hum a steady tune,
Beneath the watchful afternoon.
No hurried tack, no breathless fight,
Just perfect balance, smooth and bright,
A broad reach toward the fading sun,
Where sea and open sky are one.
Water circulates somewhere in the US
Where rain isn't left to condense,
To well, like life leaves space for time.
I'm fanning my hands on a street in
London, Soho, where we never went
But an unplaceable conversation is in the tides of heat, one that spoke of Her.
I decided I needed something disposable -
A balloon-buoy swayed with an unease that carries -
Eyes that make mothers cross the road.
I bought one and he gave me two more, haggled, too hot to... fight. Paid, left with this in my hand.
On the bridge. Wish I had a weight.
It's a pain to hold but I don't want to watch my money sweep past Big Ben and the disgustingly scenic city scape.
Water circulates like these e-bikes.
Round the pre-plotted roads -
I think of the Romans, dead in the ground.
There's probably a few still in the Thames.
Death feels so historical.
We discovered clouds that hold rain forever.
I have everything in my pocket.
Within arms
Reach
“I think scars are like battle wounds-beautiful in a way. They show what you’ve been through and how strong you are for coming out of it.”
Demi Lovato
Love has a broad reach
It’s truly magical and deep
With power to bring about peace
It boldens the shy and meek
A broad reach it can create
With warm touch procreate
And continue in a face
Blended like a copy a babe
A broad reach it is divine
Love gives sight to blind
It’s not selfish and it’s kind
True love stands test of time
Love each other and self as well
Create heaven on earth avoid hell
Awakening to a cool morning and
coffee fueled hope,
everyday is an unknown path.
I mann the helm of life,
just as the sailor to his boat.
We both set our eye on a course,
a broad reach of twists and turns
farther then imaginable.
We have no destination
just carefree sailing on a new day.
Everyday is a different outcome,
some days we stand in awe,
some days we struggle for that reach.
We float through life on choppy waters,
isolation more comfortable alone then with others.
It's a time to find oneself,
instead of feeling like we are nonexistant.
i search for everything that is possible - tangible.
While the ocean roars with excitement,
i feel a silent victory within.
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