Poetry Through Art: Picture Prompt #1

@SoulfullyAButterfly

caressing sea breeze

a slight tickle on the leaves

a long way from home

towards vast expanse

of briney depths where death dance

I watch where I go

this foreign motion

to be one with the ocean

it's all quite a thrill

seat on ancestors

to reveal me the green shores

yet I worry still

will I find comfort

in the presence of lumber

that dwells in these parts?

or will I be met

with the dull ache of regret

for fields with no heart?

perhaps the fauna

that resides in this corner

will make me sturdy

the world never fixed

at least I know I have picked

to meet the journey

...

I don't usually do this sorta stuff haha

@SoulfullyAButterfly

I need to breathe,

and escape.

To let my mind wander across,

the cobalt sheet which stretches out,

infinitely.

The waves,

tumbling gently,

as I let the thoughts tumble from my mind,

"I'm not good enough",

fading away.

Until there are only,

the sounds of the landscape.

Shhhh,

it seems to say,

abating my swirling mind.

@SoulfullyAButterfly

The edge of the world

Its like when I was a kid,

My hometown wasn't as big back then,

Target on the other side of town,

Felt like the edge of the world I knew,

And I couldn't wait to see more beyond it.

Now that we're here,

And we know that if we tried to visit,

We'd fall right through the ground of those islands...

Seeing the view here is surreal,

Where beauty meets the uncanny valley.

I just want you to know,

That we're both as timelessly young and old,

As this one small mysterious tree we've been watering.

And I want you to know im as excited as a kid,

To see what it's like beyond this edge.

We're old enough to know better,

We're old enough to know this isn't real,

But with that age comes the wisdom,

To know exactly what to do when time and space,

Don't limit us anymore.

Let's enjoy these last moments,

Of things as we know them.

This tree will be there to greet us,

As soon as we can revisit ourselves,

With the fruits of all our labor.

@SoulfullyAButterfly

Inspiring 💚

@SoulfullyAButterfly Here's my best attempt ----

The Unshed tears of the Earth

The sky cries,

for every lost love,

For every person who dies,

like a free dove,

The ocean is the unshed tears of the Earth,

for all the stories that could've been told but had never happened,

Waiting for another catastrophe, another disaster for all it's worth,

for everyone who never deserved to be burdened,

The ocean is the Earth waiting to fall into heavy sobs,

for everyone who loved someone who didn't care,

Knowing that soon it'll be crying to it's Gods,

still believing they'd make a perfect pair,

Prepared to beg for mercy,

for all those clinging onto to hope,

Both the Ocean and the Sea,

for all those barely hanging on to the rope,

Expect only the worst,

for those poor souls feeling grief,

Believing the *** world is cursed,

for those begging for relief,

The Ocean is the unshed tears of the Earth, waiting the next catastrophe.

-- basically the blue and black are separate poems but they fit together as one as well--