Exhale

I exhale you

the vexing complexity

whirling in my mind

hoping

if I blow you

into the air

my body

can be free to breathe

without you

trapping my heart

in smoke-filled dreams

©MidwestFantasy

01/10/2018

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Strings of Me

via Daily Prompt: Yarn

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You cannot weave me

    into what you want

Hell I can’t even weave myself

    into what I want

Because I’m not sure

    what that is

I am not a pattern

    with precise directions

Nor a nicely laid out

    perfect design

I am more multi-colored strings

    criss crossed randomly

    with high and low points

    twisted pieces

    wound too tightly

    that when pulled too far

    simply unravel

I am yarn that begins one color

    and changes as I wrap

    around and around

    trying to design my life

But maybe I need not design it

Maybe…

    I let life design me

©MidwestFantasy

04/30/2017

Territory of My Mind

via Daily Prompt: Territory

field

I love to wander

a territory all mine

it’s no one else’s land

entrance banned

from all outsiders

open

vast

sprawling

no horizons

no end

A place

I can run, hide, or seek

I  laze in sun

or weep in cloudy gray

I plod steadily along

with heavy feet

or skip with light heart

This land is mine to own

sometimes it owns me

 a saving grace

or a graceful fall

it doesn’t matter

it’s the only thing

that is all mine

©MidwestFantasy

03/29/2017

 

Multi-colored Me

via Daily Prompt: Abstract

 

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I am an abstract of multi-colored feelings.  Once I breathe in the morning, my mind runs after my heart full speed.  They want to play together but too often fight.  The two swirl my colors, splashing and mixing them without permission.  Me, dizzy, wondering if all will turn out beautiful or clash in torturous ugliness.  Who chooses the colors is a daily battle sometimes playful, sometimes cruel.  I never know by end of day if I’ll be worthy of hanging on someone’s wall.

 

 

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