Blank Canvas: kyrielle

Believe it: in a moment’s time, what plans you’ve made can all unwind and with a splash of turpentine your canvas is again a blank. No matter the expense and time in pigment, brushes, sweat and wine, no other act is as sublime: your canvas is again a blank. Perhaps it’s opportunity: to start again, […]

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Walk Out: englyn proest gadwynog

I’m so tired of all this: the endless sense of hopeless; the evil creeping like mist; the feeling ever helpless. Walk out into the sunshine! Find anything that’s divine: some thing we share, yours and mine. Look past its flaws in design, find a world worth redeeming! Seek what is, not the seeming: beneath the […]

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Useless Feet: englyn lleddfbroest

Our life and death for a while leave some tiny mark on the earth, a minute’s trace of spent breath before we repose in death. In that lifetime, so fleeting, what we think we truly need escapes from us at such speed we cry out at useless feet. 08 MAR 2017 © 2017, John Litzenberg. […]

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The New Idea: cywydd llosgyrnoch

A new idea finds the mind and digs itself a home behind what it finds still living there, rewiring lights and such to suit, requiring sometimes a reboot. Then it takes root, without care for walls and beams it wrests aside, for contents lost when seams collide. It takes great pride in breaking the models […]

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The Subtle Taste: cywydd deuair fyrion

What use worry with its hurry – finding danger in fate’s finger, and with fear’s gloss opting for loss instead of bliss? Why choose to miss life’s subtle tastes? What a sad waste – seeing devils in time’s revels, and in life, care, not for what’s there but hidden threats, not happened yets; with only […]

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What We Pretend: cyhydedd hir

What is life, unless it seeks happiness and the sweet caress of contentment? What good is one’s strain in harness, kept chained? Is what we each gain self-evident? What else is out there past temporal cares, waiting unaware our finding? How long will it wait, our ebullient fate? Will its revealed state be blinding? Just […]

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5. Survive love and loss (part 1)

Elisabeth Kübler-Ross said, “The most beautiful people are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not […]

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