Layers

layers on layers of dust
in desolation
brown earth
piercing sun
a deafening silence so loud screams in echoes
run!

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Reflection:

I live seasons of fast and seasons of slow, and every year the transition point between the two, explodes.

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Writing Prompt:

What does your life look like moving fast? What does it look like moving slow?

While the Burning West Burned

the morning glow of amber red
in your eyes
from smoke-filled skies
and last goodbyes

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Reflecton:

I wrote this end of summer ‘23, while the burning West burned. Every year when show season ends, the skies are fire red. That morning included my heart.

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Writing Prompt:

Write a four line story of a last goodbye. Include your heart.

Little Flower

little flower
leaning towards the sun
adorned
with the smile
of thousand blooms

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Reflection:

Divine reliance can crown us with beauty and humility.

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Writing Prompt:

Go to a mirror. Write who you see.

Dissonance

parched earth for love
to drink its water
lost on those
who drink its river

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Reflection:

Does abundance blind the view of those without?

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Writing prompt:

Are you parched earth, or in the river? Describe it.

For What I Haven't Seen

for what I haven't seen
i see through you
to touch and taste and feel
the experience full

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Reflection:

To see life, look through others’ eyes.

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Writing Prompt:

What would you lose without the story of others’ lives?