Illusory this ideation of separationintricate the webs that bind us Politicians focus on the holespander to the vacuous – Seekers resonate with connectionconsciousness raising awareness Remain steadfast protestorsyour vibrations wide-reaching. (submitted for Reena’s Exploration challenge: prompt the featured image.)
These shackles may be but illusionsbut the conditioning lingers –I’m not enoughlack the lookthe chicfall short of acceptableAdd age and I amforever sentencedto monachopsis –an outsider,circling. (Image mine)
Immersed in traumaI excel – bleed compassion Can cut to the chaseemploy know-how Remain cheerfulwhilst inhaling paranoia Determined to connectsquare the issues But offer me kindnesstouch with intent and I will withdrawgingerly inept unaccustomed as I amto Love’s cosmos. (Submitted for Eugi Causerie’s weekly prompt: cosmos. Image my own.)
What a delightful surprise to open your post and find those brown-eyed beauties and their haiku!
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So glad, Liz.
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🙂
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VJ, I hear a Van Morrison song coming on….”ooh, my brown-eyed girl.” Keith
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Now that you mention it, I hear it, too!
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That song might have been on my mind, Keith, lol.
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Lovely comparison!
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Thank you!
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I like this, especially the last line. Thank you for posting this poem.
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Thanks Geri!
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So good: “celestial flirt”
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Thanks!
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Beautiful! 🙂
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Thanks friend!
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You’re welcome friend! 🙂
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They are rather flirty!
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Always catch my eye!
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