be careful

Bottom Left: Rossatty

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what is with all these dew drops,
that stand   a   p   a   r   t    and together
on the pebbles of my path,

it meanders through tunnels
and valleys, overgrowth everywhere,
sprouting seeds of tolerance and bearing.

be careful of your heart because where it sets
becomes your yearning, it’s a debt that won’t go
off, it will surely be yours, like those eyes.

so be a Ferris wheel of life, winds won’t stop you.

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For Writing Prompt# 132 at MLM Menagerie and Micro Poetry at At Real Toads.

This is Poem # 8 for my 30 Days, 30 Poems Challenge. And now I have started to get restless. Ha!

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Liberate me: A 100 Word Story

The train has stopped and I mingle with the crowd coursing out, journeying up to the street where all go their own way. I am on the look out for a library.

I sing:

“Wandering here in the wild
shadowed by the bright day
I look here, there, I’m a child,
liberate me from this dark play”

There is no one I encounter on my path; the sunlight pierces my eyes and I am going blind. The knowledge of truth is out of my reach.

And this is when I touch upon the undeniable sprout of insanity growing in me.

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Written in consideration of Friday Fictioneers’ Weekly Prompt.

Image copyright: Randy Mazie