Disconnected floating
away from our roots
down
still light
maybe we land
close
together
Nochrisis
poem
Day 1186, a day.
Day's pictures, Poetry
My kingdom.
For a day?
Nochrisis
Day 1185, break point.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Intertwined
we are stronger
till
we reach
the
end
Nochrisis
Day 1184, on a hill.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Storms
rain
years
snow
alone
on a hill
still
Nochrisis
Day 1183, draft.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The sun shines
cold water
shallow
between your toes
in the sand
~
the sea withdraws
you in
where the ground
slowly
disappears
~
you float
alone
whiteout
time
~
and see
mountains rise
from the dark
expanse
Nochrisis
Day 1182, a bone.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I have a bone
to pick.
Do you?
Nochrisis
Day 1181, friendly cage.
Day's pictures, Poetry
They move me
in this friendly cage
to unknown places
Nochrisis
Day 1180, amazed.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Hide
and betray you play
~
running after shadows
your own tail
~
tired again
a stumble
to sleep
with a dream
awake
amazed
Nochrisis
Day 1179, the clouds.
Haiku, Poetry
A road trip
back
to where
the clouds
come from
Nochrisis
Day 1178, joy.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The sun opens
shining through the leafs
in a dark corner
a flower
for the first time
~
Inside
the joy
of seeing the world
the sun
is shared
by all
Nochrisis
Day 1176, pride.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Where can I find you
so you can
see my pride
that I
bear around
for no other reason
Nochrisis
Day 1175, like a fly.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I
like a fly
resting on a leaf
~
sitting still
moving with the wind
~
looking at life
with all it’s facets
~
for a few days
Nochrisis
Day 1174, where.
Day's pictures, Poetry
To be
or
stay inside
Nochrisis
Day 1173, an audience.
Day's pictures, Poetry
From a little seed
moved
in welcome soil
natures past
plays here rimes
to grow up
in poetic forms
to invite
an audience
to sow
a new seed
and give it back
your soul
Nochrisis
Day 1172, lure away.
Haiku, Poetry
So young
when the sun arrived
four moons ago
on yellow fields
when green pastures
laid down
to lure away
the lamb
still young
Nochrisis
Day 1171, throw.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Sometimes
you suddenly realize
if you throw the switch
you can never go back
~
Why
do you
throw
the switch?
Nochrisis
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