Sometimes I wish
I could change
my hardware
Nochrisis
short poem
Day 1240, Fear.
Day's pictures, Our mind, Poetry
Vertigo rushed in
and I look to my shoes
and see no ground
Nochrisis
Day 1239, staring in the wind.
Day's pictures, Our mind
This house
is somewhere
where the blue horizon starts
and the road ends
the weathered paint reminds you
of all the days
you just stood there
staring in the wind
Nochrisis
Day 1238, left.
Day's pictures, Our mind, Poetry
A lone figure
waiting
for the mist
besides a road
~
left there
standing
as the winner
Nochrisis
Day 1237, filter.
Day's pictures, Our mind, Poetry
My two way filter
is partially broken
on both sides
~
I can only fix
one side…
Day 1236, staples.
Day's pictures, Poetry
What I have to tell
is ripped off
long ago
only
what is left
are old
staples
Nochrisis
Day 1235, reach.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A small
blooming flower
opens
moving with the wind
in the sun
to welcome
anyone
between the grass
that can reach
inside
Nochrisis
Day 1234, go.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Day 1233, fabric.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The cracks
in the fabric
spanning around
me
are keeping it
together
Nochrisis
Day 1232, turn.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Day 1231, looking down.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Day 1229, I squint.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I hold
a glass
filled with tears
and
I squint
at
my memories
in soft
focus
and see
a lamp
fringes
at my grandma’s
dinner
table
my past
the source
Nochrisis
Day 1228, pink dress.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Dirty
pink dresses
proudly worn
after the ball
shine
under a full moon
Nochrisis
Day 1227, view point
Day's pictures, Poetry
Where life breaks
a viewpoint
arrives
and the wind
goes on
Nochrisis
Day 1226, leaving.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Shadows sometimes stay
behind
when you leave
Nochrisis
Day 1225, stuck?
History, Poetry
Cha(i)n(s)-ge?
Nochrisis
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