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    Trikonasana

    Balanced is achieved
    in threes.

    Spine 
    twisting out 
    toxins
    melting away 
    malevolence 
    in slow
    meditative 
    motions.

    Chakras aligned 
    in a triangle 
    of breath
    from root
    to heart
    to crown
    — mind, body, spirit
    resound
    in a metaphysical 
    motif
    of peace.

    — 1 day ago with 18 notes
    #poetry  #yoga  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poets on tumblr 
    Moonrise

    Infatuated
    with waves rolling deep
    the ocean never sleeps
    seeping life onto shores
    roaring towards 
    igneous floors

    we connect 

    like a puzzle 
    beneath the stars
    salt tasting lips
    humidity drips 
    from skin tingling
    fingertips wriggling
    we sigh
    in unison
    watching 
    the moon rise

    — 3 days ago with 11 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poets on tumblr 
    G + M

    onthefritz007:

    There is something sacred
    about you and I
    sharing this life,
    a spiritual infinity
    surging through our blood

    in the same way

    we are overcome with wonder
    from the peak of a mountain,
    eye level with a rising sun,
    taking a moment
    to catch our breath and
    whisper
    a humble
    — Namaste
    as we witness
    every miracle below.

    — 5 days ago with 49 notes
    #reblog 
    Lightness

    I still tremble at your sight —
    my inner voice
    yearns to soliloquize
    the way Kundera’s
    lightness 
    of 
    being
    is unbearably erudite
    as I float 
    on the tail winds
    of your flight.
    Our wings 
    become clouds
    soaring weightlessly
    as we conquer gravity
    from these unimaginable heights.

    — 5 days ago with 14 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #milan kundera 
    Ghosts

    She’s entangled in the shadows,
    the way the lantern bends light
    onto a bleached wall,
    her body morphs into angels
    and then demons,
    just an optical illusion
    she tells herself.

    When did the dead 
    start walking the day?
    She sees his face,
    embalmed and beautiful
    in a mahogany tomb,
    orchid wreaths and rose crosses
    juxtapose the stillness
    in his eyes.

    It’s a wonder how we 
    rise
    from this sorrow,
    when life reminds us
    that we are all just 
    temporal
    finite
    mortal
    and this truth
    pervades us
    like our shadows
    haunting
    the 
    lonely
    wall.

    — 1 week ago with 42 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poets on tumblr 
    Art of Mo(u)rning

    onthefritz007:

    *

    The morning rises

    in plumes of mist

    mysteriously reveling

    in the sunlit abyss

    of change

    an enigma

    soars in sunburst streams

    weaving and careening

    in light and beams 

    *

    a robin

    flutters in mo(u)rning song

    serenading the sky to part

    in the denouement

    of dawn

    — 1 week ago with 32 notes
    Fire Dance

    I want to lose myself 
    in the sunset —
    indigo & fire dancing 
    in synchronized flames,
    melting away
    the sins of the day
    in an infinite prairie sky.

    — 2 weeks ago with 15 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poets on tumblr 
    Siamese Moon

    Tantric 
    solar spell
    dispelling 
    hyacinth myths
    mysteriously restoring 
    the molecular balance 
    of this moment

    moonlight 
    drapes like silk and lace
    along the small 
    of her back
    arching like a bow
    ready 
    for the arrow’s 
    attack

    a soothing hush 
    rushes over us
    afterwards
    your exhales
    imprint breath
    down the crevice
    of my neck
    as our bodies
    rest
    in infinite
    meditation

    — 3 weeks ago with 13 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poets on tumblr  #smashing pumpkins 
    Tribune Bay

    Sitting beneath a theatre of stars
    waves rippling like silk in the wind
    the cove begins to echo hymns
    of stories passed 
    woven between each sitka spruce
    lining the archipelago shore
    in emerald brushstrokes galore
    orcas dance in a spiritual trance
    black and white bodies splash
    gracefully in a Pacific ballet
    as the tide rests in moonlight
    meditating 
    on the glorious 
    remains of the day

    — 3 weeks ago with 22 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poets on tumblr 

    onthefritz007:

    Our paradox
    is that we are
    so close
    yet so far away,
    revealing
    intimate moments
    from across this place —
    where cyber is real
    and blood is a myth,
    strangers
    comforting
    strangers
    in a digital abyss.

    — 1 month ago with 81 notes
    étude →

    onthefritz007:

    Sometimes I just revel
    in my own heartbeat,
    channeling the likes
    of Atwood,
    Kerouac
    or Angelou,
    trying to make art
    out of dreams.

    The reality often seems bleak
    when framed by my own truth,
    devoid of the magic
    that coursed through the veins
    of the greats,
    where genius was the root

    — 1 month ago with 38 notes
    #reblog 
    4 am

    Our space 
    is 
    our 
    own

    tangled limbs 
    and woven breath
    stitched together 
    in a patchwork
    of ease

    the air hangs
    steeped
    humid and damp
    between 
    every inhale/exhale
    of our rhythmic regale

    our quilted selves
    delve 
    deeply
    in the big easy
    of our symbiotic spell

    — 1 month ago with 65 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poets on tumblr 
    Vertigo

    When the sun 
    is at your feet
    not rising
    in full bloom
    like Apollo

    a world
    hollowed
    and tilted
    elsewhere
    on a wrong axis
    a praxis of dysfunction
    in practice is truth

    as balance
    is sought
    in namastes
    and fought
    by warriors
    we release
    our misgivings 
    of peace

    through hymns
    and psalms through wind
    we hover 
    with fingertips 
    within grasp 
    of 
    higher 
    ground

    — 1 month ago with 25 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poets on tumblr 

    onthefritz007:

    It’s that vibe we feel
    together —
    eased by the way
    you wear the music
    woven on shoulders of clay,
    molded
    by fingertips capturing
    the sleight of hand
    — all grace
    you persuade the moon
    to swoon
    in your trembling wake,
    black and gold
    dips
    the languid face,
    rising
    in earnest
    from the cosmos
    we watch
    and wait

    — 1 month ago with 77 notes
    Parenthesis

    We all have 
    the urge
    to write
    about something.
    Our lives are created by words.
    (When you think about it,
    our feelings
    always surpass
    the meaning.)
    The letters
    in l-o-v-e
    pale in comparison
    to the feeling —
    (a
    rush
    that surges
    through my blood
    leaving me speechless)
    through each ebb & flow
    of this passion
    I know.

    — 1 month ago with 17 notes
    #poetry  #free verse  #spilled ink  #creative writing  #poems