Meducation
l
le
l e a
l e a r
l e a r n
l e a r n i
l e a r n i n
l e a r n i n g
antidote
to the medicine-cupboard spill
of unfacts breeding
mid-thought,
knowledge heals
the clotted wound.
#learning
#writerscommunity
#poetrycommunity
Meducation
l
le
l e a
l e a r
l e a r n
l e a r n i
l e a r n i n
l e a r n i n g
antidote
to the medicine-cupboard spill
of unfacts breeding
mid-thought,
knowledge heals
the clotted wound.
#learning
#writerscommunity
#poetrycommunity
Meducation
l
le
l e a
l e a r
l e a r n
l e a r n i
l e a r n i n
l e a r n i n g
antidote
to the medicine-cupboard spill
of unfacts breeding
mid-thought,
knowledge heals
the clotted wound.
#learning
#writerscommunity
#poetrycommunity
Perspextive
In the window glass at closing time
my reflection sags, dejected;
perspex bends my outline thin,
the me you once rejected.
#reflection
#poetry
#quatrain
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Perspextive
In the window glass at closing time
my reflection sags, dejected;
perspex bends my outline thin,
the me you once rejected.
#reflection
#poetry
#quatrain
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Saidimeant
What sticks is rarely what was meant:
a breath, a bruise, a stolen scent.
The heart decides what’s relevant,
buries the rest in sediment.
#relevant
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Saidimeant
What sticks is rarely what was meant:
a breath, a bruise, a stolen scent.
The heart decides what’s relevant,
buries the rest in sediment.
#relevant
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Saidimeant
What sticks is rarely what was meant:
a breath, a bruise, a stolen scent.
The heart decides what’s relevant,
buries the rest in sediment.
#relevant
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Saidimeant
What sticks is rarely what was meant:
a breath, a bruise, a stolen scent.
The heart decides what’s relevant,
buries the rest in sediment.
#relevant
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Goalslip
The
A C H I E
V A B L E
is a ladder
that
keeps
shifting
each rung
tilting
left toward absence
then
right toward ache.
i try to climb
anyway,
leaning into
every
sl-
ip
and
bend
but the top
never
gets any closer.
#achievable
Goalslip
The
A C H I E
V A B L E
is a ladder
that
keeps
shifting
each rung
tilting
left toward absence
then
right toward ache.
i try to climb
anyway,
leaning into
every
sl-
ip
and
bend
but the top
never
gets any closer.
#achievable
Goalslip
The
A C H I E
V A B L E
is a ladder
that
keeps
shifting
each rung
tilting
left toward absence
then
right toward ache.
i try to climb
anyway,
leaning into
every
sl-
ip
and
bend
but the top
never
gets any closer.
#achievable
Goalslip
The
A C H I E
V A B L E
is a ladder
that
keeps
shifting
each rung
tilting
left toward absence
then
right toward ache.
i try to climb
anyway,
leaning into
every
sl-
ip
and
bend
but the top
never
gets any closer.
#achievable
Cold Storage
Your absence grows,
a parable,
a cold that can’t relent.
My heart,
once small,
once measurable,
now cracked,
frost-skinned,
and bent.
#measurable
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Cold Storage
Your absence grows,
a parable,
a cold that can’t relent.
My heart,
once small,
once measurable,
now cracked,
frost-skinned,
and bent.
#measurable
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Metrickyoulation
Measurable variables:
pulse: erratic
breath: suspended
jaw tension: off-scale
thoughts per second: incalculable
cause:
you.
#measurable
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Metrickyoulation
Measurable variables:
pulse: erratic
breath: suspended
jaw tension: off-scale
thoughts per second: incalculable
cause:
you.
#measurable
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
You Are Gravity
My chest holds one specific ache.
It sits, a stone I cannot shake.
Your name pulls tides I can’t resist.
The weight is fact. I drown unkissed.
#specific
#quatrain
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
You Are Gravity
My chest holds one specific ache.
It sits, a stone I cannot shake.
Your name pulls tides I can’t resist.
The weight is fact. I drown unkissed.
#specific
#quatrain
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Tongue-tied
Be specific,
you say,
but my tongue
knots
when you come near.
Words
fray
like counterfeit
confetti.
Desire
tears
the back
of my throat
and I
stuttt
uttt
ter
to even
utttt
ter
the shape of your
name.
#specific
#poetrycommunity
Tongue-tied
Be specific,
you say,
but my tongue
knots
when you come near.
Words
fray
like counterfeit
confetti.
Desire
tears
the back
of my throat
and I
stuttt
uttt
ter
to even
utttt
ter
the shape of your
name.
#specific
#poetrycommunity
Tongue-tied
Be specific,
you say,
but my tongue
knots
when you come near.
Words
fray
like counterfeit
confetti.
Desire
tears
the back
of my throat
and I
stuttt
uttt
ter
to even
utttt
ter
the shape of your
name.
#specific
#poetrycommunity
Tongue-tied
Be specific,
you say,
but my tongue
knots
when you come near.
Words
fray
like counterfeit
confetti.
Desire
tears
the back
of my throat
and I
stuttt
uttt
ter
to even
utttt
ter
the shape of your
name.
#specific
#poetrycommunity
His goal was never #specific
With Ideas as vast as pacific
On a day that was hot
SMART swim it was not
For the lifeguards said scene was horrific
Be SMART
#vss365
A specific plan can help
Another tool to help achieve success is used in my world of health & fitness -U may have heard of it
A SMART goal can keep us focused & on track. S is for…
The #vss365 #prompt for 21 Nov is #specific
You Are Gravity
My chest holds one specific ache.
It sits, a stone I cannot shake.
Your name pulls tides I can’t resist.
The weight is fact. I drown unkissed.
#specific
#quatrain
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
You Are Gravity
My chest holds one specific ache.
It sits, a stone I cannot shake.
Your name pulls tides I can’t resist.
The weight is fact. I drown unkissed.
#specific
#quatrain
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Pain-Reaction
your
soon extinct
a c t i o n,
nothing to you,
ricochets
chets
chets
through my ribs,
a small click,
a bone-switch flicked,
before the
deton-
atiON
atION
ATION
of the device
I’ve fossilised
for
far
too
long.
#action
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Pain-Reaction
your
soon extinct
a c t i o n,
nothing to you,
ricochets
chets
chets
through my ribs,
a small click,
a bone-switch flicked,
before the
deton-
atiON
atION
ATION
of the device
I’ve fossilised
for
far
too
long.
#action
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
I was actually facilitating ActionLearning!
Apologies 2all I missed
So what next 4 my clearly defined goal?
Let’s explore...
What R my options?
What is my next step?
Who could help me achieve my goal?
The #vss365 #prompt for 19 Nov is #Options
Stoptions
When life hands you options as thin as thread,
you tug ‘til it snaps or you tie it instead;
I choose a knot that Gordius bound,
then have to live with what I'm tied around.
#options
#quatrain
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Stoptions
When life hands you options as thin as thread,
you tug ‘til it snaps or you tie it instead;
I choose a knot that Gordius bound,
then have to live with what I'm tied around.
#options
#quatrain
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Inspiring writes4Goal
So our next thing now is to explore the reality of what can be achieved - where R we now?
R is for reality
It’s no good planning an exercise plan-based on gym membership if I can’t really afford 2 join a gym!
The #vss365 #prompt for 18Nov is #Reality
The Birth of Tomorrow's Poetry
letters contract
lines s t r e t c h
reality convulses
a breath,
a scream
a stanza born
metaphorced
through pain
the poem
arrives
blo-
ody,
desp-
erate,
al-
ive.
#reality
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
The Birth of Tomorrow's Poetry
letters contract
lines s t r e t c h
reality convulses
a breath,
a scream
a stanza born
metaphorced
through pain
the poem
arrives
blo-
ody,
desp-
erate,
al-
ive.
#reality
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
WinterbitES
The goal
is survival
but the world
keeps biting
so i
bite
biTE
bITE
BACK
soft teeth
won’t make it
through winter.
#goal
#writerscommunity
#poetrycommunity
WinterbitES
The goal
is survival
but the world
keeps biting
so i
bite
biTE
bITE
BACK
soft teeth
won’t make it
through winter.
#goal
#writerscommunity
#poetrycommunity
WinterbitES
The goal
is survival
but the world
keeps biting
so i
bite
biTE
bITE
BACK
soft teeth
won’t make it
through winter.
#goal
#writerscommunity
#poetrycommunity
WinterbitES
The goal
is survival
but the world
keeps biting
so i
bite
biTE
bITE
BACK
soft teeth
won’t make it
through winter.
#goal
#writerscommunity
#poetrycommunity