Deprevation

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Child’s Eye October 19, 2017

Filed under: Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 08:16

look of
wonder
and
stares of amazement.

dewdrop freshness
found
in a world empty
of dissapointment
and knowing.

knowing
there is
nothing original
roiling inside
but the uniqueness
of
you.

Wide
Open
Trusting
Loving
&
Honest

can
i still
find
this magic inside
of me?

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Quite Simply August 14, 2017

Filed under: What it is — nomisyar @ 11:00

“You don’t get to be both a Nazi and a proud American.  We literally had a war about this; the whole world was involved.”
– I saw this on Instagram.

 

 

the failures of the individual currently holding the office of the Presidency of the United States are manifold.  through incompetence, haphazard rhetoric, wilful negligence, and an inconceivably inflated sense of ego, the progress of this country is being brought to a grinding halt.  through a special blend of idiocracy,  the world is abandoning what little remaining faith it held in democracy.  jingoist, sexist, racist, xenophobic attitudes are not merely disgusting, but a threat to all of us, here, and without.

 

Every being on this planet is less safe.

 

 

ingenuity, creativity, innovation, spirituality: all that is the beauty of the Human Spirit, is at risk
the concept of a world based on cooperation, and not a struggle for resources is slipping further from our grasp.

 

 

people have been snuffed out for far less.

 

for far

 

far

 

less.

 

 

Dues August 3, 2017

Filed under: EL,Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 23:00

skinned knee
and tears tumble.
chipped tooth,
my guts rumble.

missed connections
&
unrequited affections.
i pause

..

.

frozen
in eternity.

yet,
i want,
i need,
i have,

You.

Now,
i ain’t lost no more.

 

psalm July 19, 2017

Filed under: What it is — nomisyar @ 23:52

you do
not ignite
my fire,
it is eternal.

but come,
please,
for
in your splendor
i see
the truth
in me.

so come,
please,
for
i hunger
for veracity,
and
love.

 

Time

Filed under: What it is — nomisyar @ 02:22

rescued
from the falling
precipitous
expectations of yesterday
and, also
tomorrow,
a tiny peal of thunder
rolls gently in his
trembling hand.
in it, patiently
waiting
is
everything that
will again,
never be.

his hand opens
and
he is free.

 

a wet rainy day July 17, 2017

Filed under: What it is — nomisyar @ 22:13

decending
into frenetic
uncertainty,
the boy,
(and the girl too)
knew
that
Fate
& the
Universe
were dancing
to the rapid
staccato
of
their
exuberance.

Next Stop:
Twitterpation Junction,

Population:
Two

 

Slightly Perfect July 11, 2017

Filed under: EL,Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 17:45

Rain tumbles from above
seeking the kiss
of
flowering shrubs.

a candle beckons,
and,

a
hot cup of tea:

this,
our
cozy
summer’s eve.

 

 
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