Category: Abstract

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Glass Bust, an icy face

Ice ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #261

His was a visage of ice
Cold, chiseled
A frosty burn to the touch
Which not even the fire
Of his desire 
Could melt

It protected him
It destroyed him

It hardened him
It betrayed him

For anyone could see
Just below the surface
The heat his coldness
Would never emit

His was a visage of ice
Cold, chiseled
A frosty burn to the touch
Which not even the fire
Of his desire 
Could melt

It protected him
It destroyed him

It hardened him
It betrayed him

For anyone could see
Just below the surface
The heat his coldness
Would never emit

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Touching, Time Exposure of some Random Netflix Show

Touching ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #256

In that blur
Of existence

When space becomes time
And time becomes space
When love becomes all possibility
And possibility infinite
And time timeless

I will find you
And always will

Because this is the thing
Between you and I
The connection without reason
The being without purpose
Except that we are always

Together

Whether far apart
Or side-by-side
Decades may pass
Without a touch
Though we are always

Touching

In the end
That is all we need know
About the unknowable

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Close Your Eyes, Time Exposure of some Random Netflix Show

Bastards

She closed her eyes
Heaved a sigh
Then made the choice
She’d always made
And always would

Don’t let the bastards get you down
She whispered
Drew another breath

Don’t let the bastards get you down
She said
Drew another breath

Don’t let this bastard get you down
She growled
Then held what remained of her breath

Until she could hold it no longer
Then simply let the breath go
And with it went all the bastards

Even the one who stood before her
Who knew her well enough
That there was no coming back
Once the door closed behind him

She listened for the squeaky hinge
The groaning spring
As the door slammed shut
With satisfying finality

Boots clattered across the porch
Down the steps
Scattering gravel in the drive

A creaky metal door opened
Then screeched shut

Two roars of an engine
The second sprayed gravel
Onto the porch
While the roar  drew away
Into the insurmountable distance
Just as he had over the last month

Soon enough the birdsong dispelled her reverie
And when she opened her eyes
The world already seemed brighter
With nary a bastard in sight

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The Maw, Palau De Les Arts, Ciutat De Les Arts I Les Ciences, Valencia, Spain

Fear ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #250

The maw which devours me
Consumes my will
My strength
Is naught but the workings
Of my fearful mind 

I breathe
Speaking the words in my mind
Over the chatter of thoughts

Breathing in
Breathing out

Displacing the chatter
My thinking stills
So that the maw closes
Upon the vacuum
That is the peace
Of a quiet mind

Without fear
To sustain it
The maw dies
Revealed as an illusion
Created by fear