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Postcards
Arrive. Bringing Care. Distance Echoes. From elsewhere, Gathering light. Held In hand, Journeys Kept. Light Memory. Notes Opening Paths. Quietly, Returning Summers.
Time Unfolds. Voices Whisper Xenia grace. Yesterday Zealously remembered.
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Abecedarian
Abecedarian An Abecedarian poem (also known as an ABC acrostic poem) is a structured form of poetry where each line or stanza begins with consecutive letters of the alphabet, from A to Z. The poem can be written in various formats, such as one line per letter or several lines for each letter. The content can be descriptive, narrative, or thematic, and the challenge lies in maintaining fluidity,…
sometimes, you just have to have a little faith.
Absence is presence,
But it's not just for the lost.
Choosing between Sleep & Awake,
Dreaming is preferable, sweet & deep
Except I don't dream, do I? It's another empty space,
Forgotten once I stir & scramble to hold it close.
God takes no part in the Awake, but in Sleep, do they weave stories?
How am I supposed to live in this bedlam?
Ignoring problems seems a valid solution --until it's not--
Joining naive thirty-year-old children,
Killing time -- slaughtering it-- writing awful poetry at work,
Learning not to take life so seriously,
Moping over it will kill you; trust me I know.
Nothing is worth that misery.
Opening up too much? Also dangerous.
Practice safe introversion; tuck those dainty hopes away.
Quiet the spirit & listen to the silence.
Reassuring myself that peace is better than turmoil? It's a breeze.
Sleep is always better than Awake, for now at least.
Till I hit the age where I *am* chaos,
Unstoppable & loud. No fear!
Vulnerabilities will not bring me to my knees,
Worlds belong to me & the stars are my stepping stones.
Xanthous freckles ignite me and I am golden ashes.
Youth is not just an age but a state of mind.
Zenith past now & my soul is no longer anchored to my heart.
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Girls Overheard While Assembling a Puzzle by Mary Szybist
Alcea rhyme
–‘Seer in light’, digital mixed media collage by me, Mirjana M. , April 2025 Alcea rhyme holographic helium hogging up the hemispherehollyhocks, holyrock, holy heaven’s heavy hinge,hegemonic hermits harrumphing hot hymns,hollyhocks, hollyhocks, holy hunting haunted hills.heavy honey, heavy host, hollyhocks hip holy hands,hurling hammers, hitting heavens, helm & heed – heroic harpies!halting…
