What I'm Listening For ...

Bird symphonies permeated the thick Kwomais Park shrubbery, inspiring my world-at-peace fantasies, as did the Poets and Storytellers United "what do I hear" prompt.

  

Life and death struggles are bred into the flora and fauna of the natural world, although amid every stone, wing and leaf, sometimes I hear peace. But like the bird at rest singing or rainbow splashed on my angel fridge magnet, such crescendos swiftly vanish. Harmony is the golden global sound I am listening for but can barely hear.

   

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All I Want Is ...

"When a flower doesn't bloom you fix the environment in which it grows, not the flower." - Alexander Den Heijer

Where we landed is a succulent place. 

Like bits of fluff scattering, blown from here to there.

Gardens are aplenty.

We group into pairs.

Deliciousness abounds ...

and sustenance is found ...

from what was sown in the ground and air.

Bound by nature ...

we go astray.

We seed the bitter ...

and then fly away.

We snuggle in cozy spaces ... sometimes fight ...
forgetting that together ...

we grow into our light.

Our future on Earth is uncertain and all I want now ...

is to stay afloat and paddle to the flow of life.

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Woke Doesn't Sleep

"Words are like bees – some create honey and others leave a sting." - Unknown

   

The piercing eyes of my eldest sister, who long since passed away, and prompt about "favorite words" from Poets and Storytellers United inspired my prose below.

     

(Minor edit to the above prose since its original posting.)

As far as reviled four-letter words go, woke has landed on top of the heap. Not exactly my favorite word but one that has been distorted, hijacked and maligned as the lazy catch-all for what some disdain in society. What could be wrong with being informed and aware of social injustice and inequality ... apparently, a lot! Humans, like most creatures, get anxious when feeling threatened. Attempting to refresh its image, I pondered the word's true intent amid recent walks with camera in hand.

   

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