Poet PoetryΒ© Published @silverbirchpres @poetorganic @feversof @thewomaninc @spill_words @heronclanpoems 'Tide Rises Tide Falls', Trouvaille Review, Antonym.
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2026 brings sequel to Metamorphosis -"To Be": the second breath
My poems are a thoughtful compilation that are rooted in an honest encounter with the weight of our being. Rather than resisting or reshaping it, I give it form through language, allowing1/2
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paper tiger
we line our birdcage
with the news
#senryu
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Spiritual practice requires relaxing-
-into uncertainty-
-into discomfort-
-into fear-
-into judgment-
-into being misunderstoodβ¦
Start to relax into small things.
Breathe.
Relaxation cannot be forced.
Have patience.
Keep Faith in Your Heartβ¦
You ARE Being Guided.
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Thoughts holds no inherent power-
-until We decide that theyβre meaningful.
We entertain thoughts as a bad habit.
We give them too much attention.
Ask why am I taking this so seriously?
Observe thoughts coming and going.
Donβt engage.
Let them move.
Be the Silent Witness.
substack.com/@sjaswani/note/β¦
The contemplative morning that asks to write and the pen obliges the paper
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dragonfly
the green heat of summer
in a thousand skies
#haiku
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ignoring
the heavy knock on the door
far too late
to relinquish the silence
curling itself around me
#tanka #TankaThursday
"I am the ocean-
tides at the shores of my eyes
carrying nameless depths"
When you love being near the ocean and ask yourself the deeper questionβwhy am I drawn to the rambunctious roar of the waves?βthe answer lies not only in their resonance, but in the sense of oneness 1/3
they awaken with the depths.
Perhaps we take so much into ourselves, storing it in nameless depths. And only once in a while, when what we carry becomes too overwhelming, does it rise to the shore of our eyesβonly to be tucked away again, like a memory, in the spiral shell 2/3
of time.
What was once scribbled as an echo of a few lines has now become a poemβpublished, and somehow no longer entirely mine. 3/3
medium.com/scrittura/the-depβ¦
After dropping off my car for a puncture repair, receipt in hand, I head to a coffee shop to wait. With nothing but a pen and the back of that repair receipt, I seize the rare occasion of forced space in obligations, to catch the words rushing through my head
βand let them spill onto the only paper I had.
A mundane repair receipt becomes the canvas for something deeply personal.
The words briefly in the poem, "We spend a lifetime building a place to rest, only to discover that rest was never a placeβit was a state we had to
grow into. Peace cannot be constructed, perfected, or found outside oneselfβit arrives when we finally stop running from ourselves."
medium.com/scrittura/the-chaβ¦
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Emotional charge arises from polarity.
Polarity arises from a divided identity.
Me vs them
Me vs my past
Me vs outer expectations
Me vs self-judgement
You donβt need to βhealβ.
You need to βUndivideβ.
No you
No other
No division
True Self is beyond separationβ¦
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I'll rather 'be' at the playground
watching the leaves catching the sun on their faces
holding it like a secret ... @NightingaleNote #streetphotography #lucerne
