Mindfills

Getting lost is not a waste of time


  • We’re ~ free verse

    We're made of the same fire, you and I
    wandering skies, on a wind's whimsy,
    strapping on wings of hope, no questions why
    Time ticks, tocks, flies, but is just illusory;
    Between us, the spaces flow and the soul knows
    eternity has a plan we cannot see;
    Those stars, they conspire to keep us close
    so you and I, we're free to be.

    Mindfills © 2024 for Sadje’s wdys

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  • The sea ~ free verse

    The sea wails
    pushing away sea shells
    burying the souvenirs with such ferocity
    not one memory will ever escape
    the sands

    Time sends a reminder
    hour after hour after hour
    'You're not there yet' it chides;
    it runs in circles
    when it should be walking the straight and narrow like real people say

    Laburnums weep, yellow tears dropping
    one by one by one on the hard
    concrete
    covering up what lies true beneath
    dressing up for the sun
    so it doesn't feel
    like it's a day after you...





    Mindfills © 2024

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  • Nowhere ~ free verse

    Nowhere is a good place to start
    The air waits to be seen, touched, inhaled
    Lotus leaves hold pearls of water
    on their velvet carpets
    Peacock feathers like magic wands
    swish to eradicate evil eyes
    Evening skies string up a bunch of stars as fairy lights
    Mother Universe holds the moment
    ...as we meet for the first time

    Mindfills © 2024 for RDP Saturday ~ Mother

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  • Truth ~ free verse

    Truth is harder than make believe 
    Trust is more than a handshake
    Time is a thief and love is grief
    T'is faith that life leaves in its wake

    Mindfills © 2024 for Reena’s exploration Challenge

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  • midsummer ~ haiku

    midsummer twilight
    painting deep purple shadows
    between earth and sky

    Mindfills © 2024

    ***


  • I woke ~ free verse

    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    I woke up one day and found myself missing;
    My eyes were hollow but my skin was shining;
    Labels and laurels dressed up my identity;
    If that was perfection, it wasn't me.

    I set out for the forest and among the trees,
    I carved some questions into the breeze;
    Some birds nearby came down to take a look
    as I sat and listened to the gurgling brook.

    No answers came, no wisdom today
    but the pellucid peace took my heart away;
    I lay on the grass and let time flow free;
    If I wake up again, I'll know I'm always me.

    Mindfills © 2024 for Sadje’s wdys

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  • crack ~ haiku

    crack of dawn
    hazy moon still up
    go back to sleep


    Mindfills © 2024 ~ Eugi’s Moonwashed Musings ~ hazy moon

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  • Seeking soul ~ free verse

    Contained, constrained within a strange skin, 
    one seeking soul began to hum a tune
    from aeons ago, from memories within
    lives unlived, unwoken in lost runes;

    From here, chance concocted magic;
    Chaos complied and compiled a verse;
    Steeple bells and starburst made music
    and the seeking soul began to make some words;

    The song strummed on the beams of the sun;
    Each earthly cell lit up and joined the chorus;
    The breathing body and the seeking soul became one;
    Heavens clapped for the magnum opus.
     






    Mindfills © 2024 ~ Reena’s RXCmagnum opus, Cees FOTD

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  • coal-smudged ~ haiku

    coal-smudged moonlight
    jostling heavens to be heard
    ~ looks like my mind space

    Mindfills © 2024 for Sadje’s wdys

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  • Into ~ a ghazal

    Into the enchanted forest on a night it was dark,
    We make memories just so one day we'll bring it all back

    Leaves rustle into seasons unknown..red, blue, yellow,
    Time, with a rusty rake, tries to bring it all back

    Songs of us, sweet kisses, secret meetings, simply wanting to,
    With what words can I ask you to bring it all back

    Mindfills © 2024 for Murisopsis NPM Scavenger hunt #18 ~ Ghazal

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    Ghazal – A 7th century Arabian form composed of 5 to 15 couplets that are structurally, thematically and emotionally autonomous. Each line is approximately the same length. There is no required meter or syllable count. The final couplet includes the poet’s name or name meaning. The rhyme scheme is: AA, bA, cA. dA, etc… Where A is a 1 -3 word phrase that is taken from the 1st line of the 1st couplet and occurs at the end of the second line in all subsequent couplets. I’d like to suggest a theme of what living you can do in a day, night, week, month, year, or a lifetime – your choice.

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