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p style=”font-family:"”>And I’m now awake
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p style=”font-family:"”>It’s Tuesday morning. A new day arises. What are you going to do with it?
Tag: postaday
A Monday Early Morning Haiku
A street shines just outside my window. The quiet of this suburb, both home and alien.
Reality and Possibility
Where is the boundary
Between reality
And possibility?
In Motion
Dreams of motion
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p style=”font-family:"”>Cars and vans, across deserts
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p style=”font-family:"”>Sunlight’s glaring strength
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p style=”font-family:"”>The forces of life drive hard
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p style=”font-family:"”>Each day waking
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p style=”font-family:"”>I’m the same bed
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p style=”font-family:"”>With different views
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p style=”font-family:"”>Outside this glass
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p style=”font-family:"”>Wheels sparkle in the day
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p style=”font-family:"”>Transitions happen
My body wants to sleep, but not my mind
Now the night moves in
My body wanting to sleep
My mind resisting
Flowers: sharing a poem from O at the edges
A Monday fear
Nervousness wakes me
A meeting with high pressure
I’m lacking self-trust
A #midnight #haiku
In this deep darkness
As this day transformed to new
This eerie silence?
Resisting the night
Darkness holds its own
Rest is deceptively hard
The street-light’s ally
I Chose To Care
Though many don’t care
And they pride themselves on that
I shall choose caring
I don’t mind the nerdly/Pollyanna label: I care. And I have no intention to change that.