Friend

Floating stories like balloons in the sky
Revelling in their strong silver linings.
Imagining the shoes of someone else,
Entwining and binding the quirks of us.
Never be the one that I used to know
Don’t leave me. I can’t let you go.

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Do you ever feel like a human fail?

Inspired by #itsokaynottobeokay

Do you ever feel like a human fail?
Like you’re missing a piece of the puzzle,
That you were so focused in the long trail
You forgot to give the now some trouble.
I can’t remember when it all started
When did I become these broken doll parts?
How did my life become so uncharted?
What lies inside? Is there even a heart?
I don’t know how to be. What is human?
Getting lost in white petals of Spring,
Conversing in emotional fusion
Bonded by the desires to stand and sing.
Who can tell if we are doing this right
I just do, say, and hope. That is my plight.

Nothing happened

Her mind does not have a default setting,
It’s a spag bowl of anarchic thoughts
Rich in flavour and strong in vetting
The myriad of moments her eyes have caught.
Categorising from thumbs up to thumbs down
pushed an acquaintance from friend to foe
Like a cut apple beginning to brown
A shrivelling font, a footnote, in her bio.
Once upon a time in a far off place
Happy never after faded on the page
Standing tall she continued with grace
And exited left off his centre stage.
Her mind took a second to think and grieve
but the sun rose again, now she can breathe.

NaPoWriMo – 30/30

Turn the page to Campion,
a long gone town of champions.
Major Meredith then Pearce
fought with tactical fierce.
In weary desert ambience
they danced a military dalliance.
Our legends fell prey
to a maddening day
with enemies scattering
the rain kept spattering
hindering the fray
they just wished them away.
But the enemy wanted the shore
the farmers wanted no more
so they got out their guns
under the blistering sun
and fell to the floor
fighting hand to claw.
Inspired by odd moments of history.
The Great Emu War, this is a true story.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emu_War

NaPoWriMo – 29/30

Circumstance in your hand
the script has been set
the characters cast.
the stage awaits
the first smell, the first taste
the story begins.
The carousel is spinning
every thought, feeling shaping
and moulding a human.
Circumstance in your hand
are your eyes open?

NaPoWriMo – 28/30

I love,
opening my heart
the smell of spring matters
flowers dance across fields
squinting in the sunshine
my faith is at home.
We have no control
a past truth will slice
today’s soul into a million pieces
flowing into tomorrows crevices
crying beyond the surfaces
it will be the white noise
of our love.