Tag Archive | dreams

81. Going far away from here

Jan4

I could be a bird
Yes, me.

I could fly away
Just free.

Fly over lands
Deep blue sea.

Fly far away
Being me.

—
Standing at this juncture
Let the past die.

Ask no questions
Needn’t know why.

I’ll forget the hurt
Leave it all behind.

And if I do fall
I’d get up and try.

—
I could be a bird
Yes, me.

I could fly away
Just free.

Fly over lands
Deep blue sea.

Fly far away
Being me.

©Brindology 2017

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Daily prompt: Crossing

46. Empty mind

Dec5


The open mind isn’t an empty mind,
The quiet mind isn’t the silenced mind,
The falling rain isn’t the tearing of the sky,
My own mind is what I’m trying to find.

The rain keeps falling outside,
Heavy raindrops hit down hard on the ground.
The trees cast shadows down the hallowed path,
Opening a new way to view the world.

Perhaps this is a journey I must walk alone,
Nobody will know where my path leads.
This new mind I seek will be mine alone,
Free from the past and you.

©Brindology & Joanne Garnell 2016
©Original image by Joanne Garnell

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45. Chaos

Dec5

chaos reigns in my heart.

tossing and turning, my mind swims, my thoughts in disarray.

chaos keeps my words at bay, away from my silenced voice.

everyone knows we kissed.

why does your heart stay still?

chaos runs amok within me.

i cannot hear my heartbeat amidst this noise.

this scares me.

i don’t know what to do.

perhaps you don’t love me

the way I love you.

i understand now.

©Brindology 2016

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27. Buses

Nov28

Buses oh buses!
Those things on wheels.
Riding in them
Gives me quite a thrill!

I sit at the window
Looking out,
At cars, bikes and buses
Just bustling about.

Where are they going?
Too busy they seem
To notice my eyes
Staring out of my dreams

Can’t wait for my journey
To happen today
I have my fare ready
And I’m on my way!

Buses oh buses!
Those things on wheels.
Riding in them
Gives me quite a thrill!

©Brindology 2004

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