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Breaking (K)nights

CATEGORY

life

Big Bang is just another reality blasting,

racing traces,

Silence lasting,

so long as sleep is passing over

No one heard a word,

Until….

There was a Word heard all over….

Collect calls, to All,

watching steps, before falls

Non-stop competing to end its unknown trajectory

Knowing the go on, is part

and parcel to journey(ing)

2b observant in all I create,

journaling seconds to procreate

Empathetic to echoes,

so light certainly reflects on da’signs

Bathing light,

waiting for the line to cross

into primetime effects

Cosign I,

patchwork from ancestors’

past work,

anthropological aspects

Picking up pieces of craftwork,

tapestries sown along lacings unveiled,

as life works

Pangs in raiment,

naked for all to see,

is forever nubile attainment

in this here 2b

Pre-arranged for dispensation,

accepting such an invitation

to another sunrise

At the cost of the very last night,

spent at peace with

the ongoing war understanding life

So awoke to invoke spoke,

to speak of,

that which is apparently finite,

is the chance to learn

and unlearn

Til then,

when sometime

begins again!

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		mlowe5 says: Profound! "...nubile attainment..." and "...begins again!" Indeed, the knight may be slowed by the sometimes misery of the night; all that can be said at daybreak is, "He gone!" Thanks for the share. Uplifting. Peace and Love. poems by this commentor 1! OUR STORY YET TO BE TOLD IN THE READINESS OF NATURE
		LP45 says: Excellent write 2b, thanks for sharing this. poems by this commentor Thank You Priceless After the Rain
		Charles2 says: Depth charged poems by this commentor a fools moon arising call you, HIV battle short

OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY 2b2b2

Today’s Runaway Slave (Pondering Haiku)

Loosed away, work chains.

Underground railroad egress

Train of thought delays

Crowding on platforms

Travails via black star lines

No fruit from labor

Commuted sentence

Telework logs overtime.

Work for life balance

Me work come from dawn.

Night come and me wan' go home.

To rent too damn high

Retirement parties

Not a care, no Medicare

No service, track work

Plights fight inclusion

Dead presidents, no regard

Mule train solution

Forty-acre tool

Diversified inclusion

Track improvement plan

Redcoats strike again.

Uncovered hoods, sundown towns

Discounting two cents

Enough sense to know.

Historically end...

Enemy of a State

Shattered mirrors,

Painting a picture,

Gathering shards,

Swept up as to discard.

Thinking I had it all, atlas.

Until one rogue piece cut from my…past

Close by, under tow, least expected,

Never thinking so, making a way,

Out the corner of my mind

I was hit from behind, twirling to find

It twas a mirage, surreal nightmare

The present gift was in the feel right heir

I forgot how shook I was to even go there

So I buried her imagery, until glimpsing memory,

Glancing blows, that brought sharp pangs,

That just as quickly, dissipates, leaving ponder,

Wandering around, cursing in the here and now

Questioning, how in the now, could I have let this happen,

...

Building Circles

Know an Arc, playing parts.

Castaways depart, intrepid two steps.

Escaping the deluge of unseemly waves

Promising horizons, via protracting out clauses.

A wait to carry, defying all, even the unimagined

Movements are buoyed between above and down under

Summer falls, winters to spring arrival, always obstructed.

Constructed in a divine draftsman sojourn journalling instruct

Oft times half built, as progeny stand at precipice wandering.

What was written on spirt, appeals in the curious to a survivalist

The plan continues perpetually in building the contemporary

For today is in some way tied to yesterday’s tomorrow in Déjà vu

Retracing and refining civilizations lost during times of forgetting

So walk long, and far, never alone, together We must Re-member

Soul-Mate Station

Travelers’ from far to near

Goin’ places, fulfilling dreams that never leave.

Tracing steps from past lives spent.

Sightseers stick out, attired as fair-weather believers.

Followers of scent, gatherers rush in to convene.

Love is at work for Love seemingly never ever sleeps.

Love curators crafting schemes, are the first to depart broken hearted.

Missed connections, others forever lost in misdirection.

Sojourning to look on from overcrowded waiting areas.

Seldom stopping to consider glancing past a runway of incoming arrivals.

Passenger manifests reveal newcomers, hearts in need of just reprieve.

Expectant Escalators travel up and down, as if on an unclosed wheel.

Appeal is heightened for travel to destinations on one-way tickets.

Frequent flyers lie in open spaces, ex-patriate or exiles that no longer believe.

Connections are made...

Awaits

Hearts race, love is chase

Found wanting, thrown in place

Life calls collect from memory lanes

A season to recall, like summer to fall

Movements are swept up in sudden change

Never 2b seen in fact how root from seed remain

Sown in silent steps, before my “I” knows what begets

I knew, and kind of sort of believed, so still even still faith is kept

Forgotten placements of footprints fitting solely out of ancestors’ instep

For happiness and peace are my soul companions 2b never-ending

Ports of call, from exotic to serendipitous are visited and marked in imprints

Happiness remains whether swiftly moving or being quite still in being

Destiny is a mountain of certain promise always dis...

Quest for Fire

Cold hands’ clutch to pine for minute hours

Warm hearted touch, reminds amore to forever

Hot hands fan infamy, stroking fears uncomfortably

Wanting only bids of two cents, paying for sins dutifully

Frozen in ye ole style, forgotten writing sides of one another

From babes to fools, to wolves to tool who is saving whom

Buried in success, freed by obscurity leased progressively

Peace came from the ignite of reanimate embers readers’ digest

Ah yes, it was the coldness of the many feats, blues less oxygen

Turning brittle by the covering of whimsical stuff of cold outside within

Undercovering the dearth of ...

Flash Cards

Never learnt to play cards, since ‘21

Taking a hit even though already @seventeen

Busted and tossed from thus gaming frame

Aboard life’s shuffle on cruise ships suite

Towards and ever expanding ah-Bridge’d crossing

My movements were to slide by rules of Uno

Even Solitaire became foreign amongst a family ‘affairs

Wavy was always deep waters to swim through trunks

Never knew what dog paddling could do upon throwing hands

Til I reached the other side breathing, still alive, to Go Fish

Sighs of relief as I begin again to try and backstroke across reneges

Life savers both float and sink, as I drink from both sides of Gin Rummy

All the fuss and fight to make one book, still failing to make&n...

Puzzle

Golden brown leaves rotate nearby

During a daily walk in this wonder why

Power is revealed again in returning guise

Fractured yet still attracted to bids 2b whole

Living along, hard and fast to recount a soul

Never actually lost, more or less forgotten past

Passersby’s briskly instep seeming to know the path

Shared smiles are too kept in commute daily by such profile

Wishes were granted, but 2b free, no more sights to see outside

Trading company for the emptiness to recycle again

Darkness descends as the light retreats on time

Counting the hands holding the feats of imaginary lines

Conceived from the recesses of a ...

Poor Dawg’s Misery (haiku)

Steaming bowels howl

Chained misery growls aloud

Hit dawg hollered foul

Fall Crawls

Sunshine depends, shadows deepen

Breezes once pleasant, increases frequency

Waters saturate dried pavements’ run-off

Showers turn cold and the reign of rain returns

Relief by way of sighs, greet outdoor humility

Harvested vibrancy is stored for lasting consume

Subtle coverings and shawls, mark the overall mood

Flash dried rues align the pathways in deafening applause

Flurries of fauna, return from invisibility to scurry about

Acorns and other messenger seeds are circulated round ‘bout

The Fall creeps ...