inspirational – MindWraith

A splinter.

Poetry textured wooden wall with splinters and large chunks coming off, painted in blues

A splinter in the vast A splice of time A day in Mayflies A momentary split Dawn till Night engulfs whole

heart strings taut vocal cords strummed fingers plucking the very air of silence pulling in souls consumed by grey days like the pied piper an artist in their element beautifying the world in colors and impressions, little divine creations words of enchantments music, dance and drunkenness drawing those clouded eyes to bloom in beauty andContinue reading “Terrifyingly Alive.”

Thrum.

Poetry abstract are with colors nebulizing from the center with sunflowers facing that center

Everyday Thrum with yourself break apart in a thousand hues a thousand subtle hues more and even more thousand sheer glimmers, then barely perceptible and then something unknown and magical terrible and beautiful

Few words.

Poetry A notebook with a blurred out quote written and an uncapped fountain pen placed on it, all in a backdrop of a black table.

How do I show you, you? There is nothing greater than holding a mirror to give you You.. A few words now cobbled together buffed and shined over and over a shard of a mirror in the form of poetry To show you You..

The Baton.

Poetry tall spires of buildings risings from thick mist of the past or future?

Someone else will pick up the Music that never ends The baton passed on hand to hand from the relics of the past to now to the whispers of the future A building, a deepening of all that is None know the beginnings nor know the sound of the final note It goes on AContinue reading “The Baton.”

Part your lips.

The floodgates are open run your cords raw shatter the decaying constructs of rotting scaffoldings preserved barely on pickled tongues. Part your lips let Spring come through speak your truth live your truth let the warm blood coursing through you resonate with your wildest ridiculous dream love impossibly laugh infectiously It is truly a privilegeContinue reading “Part your lips.”

All I need.

Poetry Desert sand dunes far to the horizon

A million stars but I will have only a wick of fire Oceans wide and deep but I will have only a drop Sand dunes as far as the horizon but I will have only a handful Wind blowing through every crevice but I will have only a Breath.. That is all I need toContinue reading “All I need.”

Free fall

Poem sky colored in reds, yellows, blues reflected the same in an expanse of water

Since you have introduced yourself Spring never kissed so sweet Winter’s cold embrace so welcoming Summer intoxicating and Autumn a Dream Since you have introduced yourself I have been free falling into myself in bright streams of colors, somersaulting in shimmering hues, lifting off the ground to destiny of freedom. An escape from gravity aContinue reading “Free fall”

Flow of Things

Poetry Dandelion against a sunset sky with seeds floating away with the wind

Restive lying on the lap of the Wind swirling with a rustle of paper leaves rising and dipping like a kite unstrung drifting whimsically like seeds of a dandelion, a wish upon the heart Boundless. Spin a dance! within the current of the Wind. Step blithely! into the flow of Things. Oh, what a beautifulContinue reading “Flow of Things”

Lets you dream.

Poetry sunset horizon with the sky painted blue, orange and yellow.

There is something about a blank canvas, a blank paper, a lump of clay far horizons that draws you lets you dream. To focus and pour your entire being— onto a dot, a letter, a dimple on a clod of clay, a swirl of a color, a music note across the waters, or a risingContinue reading “Lets you dream.”