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Life begins as the ending meets #poem

Life begins as the ending meets

Long forgotten stories of Earth’s bosom,

Clouds roll over abandoned streets

 

Burned sunlight refracts and the crust overheats

Gone beyond the last season, descendants of the issam

Life begins as the ending meets

 

Overhead atmospheric trap door to the planet’s oubliettes

Ghost gardens fill the sidewalks with forgotten alyssum

Clouds roll over abandoned streets

Extinct currency, forgotten in digital decomposed spreadsheets

Greed the downfall, possessions the blissom

Life begins as the ending meets

The planet resets the cosmic scales and ends those who mistreats

Too late humanity abandoned the acquisitiveness hymn

Clouds roll over abandoned streets  

Fires burn and oxygen depletes

Dreams abruptly stopped by cataclysm

Life begins as the ending meets

Clouds roll over abandoned streets.

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#OBLITUSVERBA – #AMWRITING #WRITINGPROMPTS

When an adult breaks mores of their culture, disciplinary actions are taken. What happens when disciplinary actions are viewed as positives by the person who is breaking the code of the culture?

What does one do when Pain evokes pleasure in a person who is being disciplined? Withhold the pain? I don’t know. Yet the lick of the leather calls to some and it is TABOO.

 

Talk to you soon,

SRWM

 

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#OBLITUSVERBA – #AMWRITING #WRITINGPROMPTS

A blue and white checker-board-cloth lay across the grassy knoll.

Green bottle overturned.

Red wine spilled across the checkers staining them purple.

Wicker basket open.

Hard cheese wheel, sun warmed lay on the grass.

Cold bread being explored by a scouting ant half way on the cloth.

The wine lay forgotten.

The cheese lay forgotten.

The picnic forgotten an hour ago.

Two lovers  tasting each other, connoisseurs of romance, connoisseurs of the flesh.

 

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#OBLITUSVERBA – #AMWRITING #WRITINGPROMPTS

I wish I could say my emotions were under control.

I wish I could say that I am stable as stone, alas stone is unstable.

I wish I could say that my mind was balanced, yet the winds shake tears loose.

I wish I could say that my mood is impassive, however, empathy drives me insane.

Oh to be stolid and solid of will, Sadly I am a mote of dust in a sandstorm.

 

 

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#amwriting #writingprompts #oblitusverba #damn #dialouge

“Damn. Damn. Damn. ”

“Damn it all to hell.”

“Be damned you silly twat.”

“What will the world do with this damnable prick?”

“Hell and damnation on you!”

“The hell are you talking about, that is a damn good lie.”

“Damn you! What do you think you’re doing?”

 

 

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#oblitusverba – #writingprompts – Word of the day – comradeship

What is the common aim of humanity? Peace, plentiful food, space, healthy planet, healthy well-educated children, self-sufficiency? The list goes on and on.

In such a contentious world how can we find common ground? We could begin with basic human rights. Clean water, fresh clean food, freedom of speech, freedom of the press.

 

So many other things to add.

Talk to you later,

SRWM

 

 

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#oblitusberba – -#wordprompts – Word of the Day – fission

How does fission work?

“Between atoms or between ideas?”

“Ideas..?”

“divide the idea into smaller parts.”

“How does that help?”

 

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#oblitusverba – #writingprompts – Word of the day – Deed

What are the deeds and responsibilities of a citizen?
It varies from culture to culture but in my head the biggest deeds a citizen can take are:
1. Vote or share your voice loudly
2. Learn to use a clipboard. (If you missed this live it is worth reading or listening to!)
3. Participate!
4. Feed and talk to your neighbors.
What does it take to fulfill a position in public service?
I live in The United States and I regularly listen to politicians. Right now I am wondering how certain people have been nominated for certain positions. One comedian said, “It is like all the nominations are being put in charge of things they hate.” That is a paraphrase and I can’t remember who said it but it seems true. Wouldn’t it be better to have public servants serving in areas that they are passionate about?

How many people need to follow through with their destiny?

Simply everyone should pursue their passions regardless of perceived obstacles. Those obstacles are the way to  the solution. Keep looking if you are hunting a passion and your personal destiny.
What will it take to do the multitude of deeds to achieve our ideal future?
(My humble opinion?)
Well if you want to get technical each person has an ideal future that is individualized. However, as a collective humanity is in search of an ideal future that is based on collective good, compromise, and individual freedoms.
Peace,
SRWM

#poerty #oblitusverba – Word of the day – extent

Can we believe we are enough?

“A flock of ravens, crows, small birds I couldn’t name, eagles and hawks my guides.”

The solar winds at my tail I flew like in a dream.

I could hear the drum calling.

My mind constructing Mythos as I flew through the stars.

The earth’s scars surrounding me.

The vastness of what lived beyond my insignificant spark engulfed me.

It was as if I had stepped foot for the time on Terra.

Sensing a vibration I looked up.

Planes and birds aloft.

How far we have come since the air became no longer for birds alone.

 

Have we finally broke through the veil of willful ignorance?

 

Will we now soar the starbelts?

 

Will we travel now that the stars have opened up to us?
Can we believe we are enough?

 

 

#poetry #oblitusverba – Word of the Day – passive

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Passive

The mountains sit,

passive observers of the world.

They watch the feeble ministrations of humanity,

moving about like ants.

Some will build dwellings on the rocky face,

others will dig out ore.

Many will come and many will leave,

a blink in the time of the giant.

Passive in humanities eyes,

The mountains feel timeless and unchanging,

Yet they are dynamic,

Their time moves in a completely different scale.

That rock-slide took minutes yet was a fraction of a single heart beat in the life of the mountain.

It’s birth took millions of years.

We humans are but a fraction of a fraction of an instant in the mountains existence.