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  • joyjoy 6w

    #prettypic313
    @bluepuppy
    @mirakee

    Step by step
    I descend
    Deeper and deeper

    Rickety stairs
    And macabre air

    Journeying to the
    Darker depths below.
    Where once an inky black

    A small spark appears
    Ever darting
    Each time I near
    Leading me down
    Deeper still
    Testing the limit of
    My personal will.

    Many more lead me on
    Reminding me
    That I am already strong

    Uncomfortable feelings
    Try to get in the way
    I hear you feelings
    But not today

    Today is the day
    I will travel hence
    Today is the day
    You don't make any sense

    Down deeper
    Spiraling out
    I have found
    What I can't live without.
    ©joyjoy

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    Step by step

    Step by step
    I descend
    Deeper and deeper

    Rickety stairs
    And macabre air

    Journeying to the
    Darker depths below.
    Where once an inky black

    A small spark appears
    Ever darting
    Each time I near
    Leading me down

  • joyjoy 7w

    The more I get to know you
    The less I'm interested in others.
    ©joyjoy

  • joyjoy 7w

    Word Prompt:

    Write a 6 word micro-tale on Forward

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    Destroying me
    Means moving forward.
    Salvation

  • joyjoy 8w

    Alone again

    A moment, so sweet
    I wanted to wrap my arms around you
    To be swept away by your scent
    And yet I lament
    It's end.
    How can I pretend?
    When so much was exchanged
    In those quiet moments
    Emotions that flourished
    For a moment
    The quiet comfort
    The surrender
    Of being. Of acceptance.
    Will it still be there
    When we are alone again?
    ©joyjoy

  • joyjoy 8w

    Word Prompt:

    Write a 8 word micro-tale on Mystery
    Expanded upon

    @mirakee
    @writersnetwork
    #pod

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    Gravity

    The mystery remains:
    What is presented before me?
    It's the question I always dread
    As I'm never sure what's going on in my head.
    The dissonance and the resonance
    Still echos and ripples
    Obscuring pure thought.
    What do I believe today?
    Is what I believe true?
    Or have I been mistaken?
    Am I justified? Or am I running away?
    I want you to go but please stay.
    Help me make sense
    Of this mess, so dense
    That it alters thought and logic.
    How do you find your footing
    When your gravity has dissipated?
    ©joyjoy

  • joyjoy 8w

    Gestalt

    Lurking in the open
    Usually still as a tree
    Gathering rings
    Growing slowly
    Towering, casting shadows
    Deeper and darker
    Than the darkest night
    Forgotten though seen everyday
    Until one day
    Something happens
    And it re-animates
    Ferocious at once
    Growling and snarling
    Made of so many parts
    It's no longer recognizable.
    Raging across the world
    Destroying indiscriminately
    A creature in pain
    If untrained it can destroy
    All things you hold dear
    Fearsome in its emotion
    So intense and so uninhibited
    More powerful than
    Ever experienced before
    It can clear the path to change
    Or you can be cast upon its sword
    Through your terror
    You can find your courage
    And direct it where you need it
    Let it draw from you
    The toxins of soul
    Let it use you until you're spent
    Forever changed you will ever be
    So set your sights on your authenticity
    Or forever be a slave to this monster
    ©joyjoy

  • joyjoy 14w

    Twin soul

    I move forward now
    Remembering to forget
    No longer do I resent this body
    I let go your memory
    Because I know to journey back
    I must move through this life
    I cannot move through this life
    Holding onto memories of you.
    To learn not to search
    To learn to love myself
    In your absence
    To let go of knowledge
    That no longer serves
    To remember
    Yes to remember
    My own divine identity
    To honour it
    To cherish it
    To grow it
    To be
    Knowing
    One day I will return to your embrace
    Offering you a much fuller
    And more defined version of soul
    I chose this path
    Now is not the time to lament.
    ©joyjoy

  • joyjoy 16w

    It's time

    Better safe than sorry
    Always the same story
    Fear
    Infected down in the cells
    It's time this lie was dispelled

    We're trained to fear evolution
    That staying still is the solution
    Grasping to grains of sand
    Escaping faster the tighter the hand

    It's time to make clear distinction
    What exactly threatens out extinction
    And it's certainly not embracing anew
    It's time we leave behind the devils we knew
    ©joyjoy

  • joyjoy 17w

    Idle no More

    The ambulance was his hearse.
    Take a moment
    And think about that.
    The AMBULANCE was his hearse.
    .
    Dead at the scene
    Suppressed by those
    Who are meant to protect
    Weighted down by expectations
    Not based in reality.
    Was it a lack of morality?
    Or just causality
    Of assumptions and presumptions
    From traumas past?

    Trauma of all colours.

    George, forever silenced
    Has erupted a violence
    That has lasted for days.
    George, the lit match
    Cast onto
    The dried up forest
    That is known as
    the United States.
    Has released the passion
    Of the masses
    The anger pent up
    And caged
    by tanking economy
    The threat of disease
    The mass graves
    Of New York
    The finger pointing
    The calls of rebellion
    By their leader
    That has used
    White supremacy
    As a virtue of state.
    Well look now
    Mr President
    Your calls meant
    To silence those
    You wish not to rule
    Is a roar
    That shakes the ground
    Under your feet.

    The ambulance was a hearse.
    But not just for George Floyd
    It carried with it the remains
    Of a nation who would be
    Idle no More.
    ©joyjoy

  • joyjoy 17w

    A letter in hand

    It was morning then
    The sun rose
    Seeping through her blinds
    Glazing her room
    With a buttery light
    Rousing her from
    Her dreamless sleep
    Warm in her bed
    She she enjoyed
    That feeling of being relaxed.
    Breathing easy, slow
    Drifting, inhaling
    Floral scents from
    Outside her bubble
    Mixed with scents of bacon
    And coffee.
    It's felt so good
    To just lay there
    Feeling safe
    In the support of her bed.
    With no tension
    No worries
    No pressure
    Between worlds

    It was on the platform
    Waiting for the train
    She thought she saw her
    Standing in the crowd
    Someone passed by
    And the moment was gone.
    It couldn't have been
    Could it?
    Afterall it had been years
    since her passing
    A little boy
    With a toy drum taptaptaptaptap
    While she waits
    Taptaptaptaptap
    She looks down the tracks
    Taptaptaptaptap
    Waiting, wondering
    Today is like no other
    Taptaptaptaptap
    She feels it
    The anticipation
    The excitement
    The winds of change
    Have arrived
    Bringing with it
    The train

    Once boarded and settled
    She scans the crowd
    And there she is again
    A glimpse of hair
    I flash of face
    Her mother?
    How could that be?
    Yet something was different
    Her fashion was cooler
    Her countenance foreign
    But familiar.
    Feeling creepy
    She averts her eyes
    Looking out at the world
    Sipping the coffee
    In her hands,
    Mmmm just the way she likes it.

    At the next stop
    The train empties
    And her eyes wander
    Across the car
    She sees her again
    A clear view this time
    Eyes meet eyes
    And the other woman
    Grins from ear to ear
    The girl taken aback
    Looks around and finds
    She's the only one there.
    Looking back
    This woman who is much
    Older than she
    Is approaching.
    Definitely not her mother
    But seems like she recognizes her
    As she is rushing to her
    Like you would to a long lost friend.
    The woman pulls her into a full embrace
    Seemingly oblivious
    To how the younger girl is feeling

    "There you are," the older woman says,
    "Here I am!" Echos the younger one.
    "I've been looking forward to this"
    "You have?" Asked the younger one confused
    "Yes, you see when I was a young girl, just like yourself, I was on a train one day. On that special day I met a woman who hugged me and gave me a letter. Today is that day for you! Do you have any questions for me?"
    Stunned the girl asked her questions
    They had a long conversation
    At the end, the woman kissed her cheek.
    And placed the letter in her hands along with a gift. Please tell me your name asked the girl.
    And the woman told her.
    "But that's my name."
    The woman smiled larger and her eyes twinkled in the sun light as she stepped off the train.
    The girl looked down at the letter still in her hands and read it.

    It was morning then
    The sun rose
    Seeping through her blinds
    Glazing her room
    With a buttery light
    Rousing her from
    sleep
    Warm in her bed
    She she enjoyed
    That feeling of being relaxed.
    Breathing easy, slow
    Drifting, inhaling
    Floral scents from
    Outside her bubble
    Mixed with scents of bacon
    And coffee.
    It's felt so good
    To just lay there
    Feeling safe
    In the support of her bed.
    With no tension
    No worries
    No pressure
    Between worlds

    But now it was time
    To get up
    So she did
    Empowered, invigorated
    And ready to take on the world
    With letter in hand.
    ©joyjoy