A colorful
dressed up
capable of
sitting on a chair
animal
~
enjoying
the clouds
Nochrisis
pictures
Day 1217, cheap.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Some look up
at you
the ground
each other
~
they stay
in groups
are scared
of others
~
there only gift
is warmth
if lost
there mantle
Nochrisis
Day 1216, will.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Drawing with your eyes
bright lights
colorful shadows
broad strokes
a fantasy you will
Nochrisis
Day 1214, bleached.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Washed ashore
bleached
by the sun
a
manic
depressive mind
to
closely
connected
by its roots
with the soil
the noise
of life
Nochrisis
Day 1208, walk around.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Day 1206, staring.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Sitting
all together on
a ledge
with folded
wings
ignoring
the abyss
staring away
Nochrisis
Day 1201, pollen.
Day's pictures, Poetry
While walking
back
my fingers
graze in fields
filed
with bright white flowers
grown
in memory
pollinating
each next step
Nochrisis
Day 1200, sea.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The chain drags
dead weeds
from the bottom
in the sea
I go to
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Day 1199, roots.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A sea of green
surrounds me
when I fall
in grass
closer
to my roots
~
fear
of unknown eyes
between these roots
is what I meet
down there
~
among the animals
now
in this jungle
made of mirrors
I fear
the eyes
surrounding me
and feel
~
at home
Nochrisis
Day 1197, draws.
Day's pictures, Poetry
This color
draws me
deep
in side
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Day 1196, blinding.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The light
I see you in
shines from behind
blinding me
when you bend
in the shifting
winds
Nochrisis
Day 1195, tense.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Shedding
your hiding place
like a flower
still tense, waiting
for some
warmth
time
Nochrisis
Day 1194, one drop.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The rain falls
without you
getting wet
by chance
that one drop
…
Day 1192, lock.
Day's pictures, Poetry
When it is gray
dark gray
the lock
innards
are exposed
understood.
But still
the exit
door
is hard
to open
Nochrisis
Day 1190, weeds.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I see you
wandering
summer flowers
disguised weeds
enticing
me
in
Nochrisis
Day 1188, constant order.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Mechanical waves
hit
in a constant
order
like nature
interfered
by my
thoughts
Nochrisis
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