Poem: Smoke, fog and haze

where is it written

                how many days one must spend

                roaming through the fog

                where terrain is moist and slippery

                and nothing can be taken for granted

                not the past, not the future

                the uncertainty

                testing your will to survive

how far does the smoke reach

                of burned passion and dreams

                does it change your view

                fire will rekindle unexpectedly

                if only you can step on the same road again

                one, two, three...

                mistakes are lessons

                and lessons learned bring clearance

does the haze cloud your judgment

                the ability to see the light

                somewhere beyond

                does it hide the secrets

                we fear to share

                or can you see the stories emerging

                grand and filled with love

                from which a fresh start is given

Poem: Sound of silence

constantly bathing our ears in sound

minds cluttered with thought

and when we dive into silence

our demons start screaming

grabbing at our necks

filling our hearts with fear

for it is unknown

all the stuffed clutter gets loose

from deep within the bones

where cracks appear

suffocating feeling produces a sigh

and when the screaming stops

sense of peace spreads

into the core of our breathing

Poem: Secrets of the sea

painting by Daria Petrilli

fingers weaving blue velvet

to surround myself with

electric pulse running through

parts of the body as if

gaining consciousness

from deep within me

a tree grows outward

my heart an ocean

that sends out waves

for a beacon to guide to safety

life flows like a river

bruising and polishing

against the rocks

thoughts are like fish

finding a current

always longing

to understand

the secrets

of the sea

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 Written for the Mag #265.

Poem: Travellers

swift travellers through time

when all we know is now

what did you do on this day, a year ago?

not something you would know

but social media might

unfinished business creeping

into your fever dreams

soul screaming in the silence of 4 am

in fear of not existing

glittering rain painting on the ceiling

those native stars

trying to guide us back to ourselves

lets' prevent the fires from failing

providing us with endless possibilities

lets' bury the soles of our feet into the soil

the consciousness of us all

roaming the open roads

defying mortality of our bodies

on a journey through universe

what it is that you contain?

what it is that you carry with you?

when all you have is this moment

to live