vibrating, I walk
my heart tinged by tragedy
greed cracks earth’s spirit
but your presence calms despair
strings of resistance lift all

It’s Sunday Whirl time! Let’s keep HOPE alive!

Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
vibrating, I walk
my heart tinged by tragedy
greed cracks earth’s spirit
but your presence calms despair
strings of resistance lift all

It’s Sunday Whirl time! Let’s keep HOPE alive!

in the dead of night
seduced by a false prophet
time’s veil falls again

This is my ode to the horror of the November “fall back” time change. It messes up my sleep and it really does get dark by 4:30pm. ARGGG! Thanks to Yvette and Tanka Tuesday for the inspiration to vent.
strength through unity
ideas arrest injustice
words to remember
when faith in cruelty plagues
resist the urge to escape

Creating a verse for the Sunday Whirl has become my favorite Sunday thing! Thanks.

unreliable
in the waning golden glow
hold fast or let go
surrender expectations
free in ambiguity

Image credit; Doncoombez @ Unsplash
a ghost of a life
magic cannot bring it back
drag the broken nest
tell the news to the hot breeze
let that zephyr free your need

I love the challenge of creating a short piece that uses all (or in this case, most) of the words. I couldn’t squeeze ‘seems’ into the verse, so I cheated with the title. Thanks!