blood boiling
beyond the temp of Hell

vigilant souls
#percolating in wait

should they
or shouldn't they
expose #quaking truths

#breaking though
#reclaiming #calm
after years of denial & abuse

sound the #sirens
the count down begins

#vss365 #BraveWrite #writing #poetry

#BraveWrite #vss365
#Poetry #Poem

Write me a poem
To the #quaking Aspen leaves
Daring to let go~riding the wind
Dancing on God’s breath
Falling
In all the glory
Like a leaf
Its echo lives
Long after
Gravity
Grinds
Down
Deep in the ground digging graves
Between our #delta
Of life & death
🍂
©️Aspen

blood boiling beyond repair
vigilant #sirens coaxing us through

should we follow or wait it out
at #calming sidelines
allowing #quaking souls to chill

sparing future scorching pain
from debating destitute depths of Hell

#vss365 #poetry #writing

Eerie cackles and the creak of footsteps. I bolt awake, #quaking from nightmares made real. They're back.
Stay #calm. Lifting the axe, I tiptoe to the cellar, where I find them stabbing shovels into our peaceful earth.
"Can't you let us rest?" I wail and swing.
Four more for the grave. #vss365

we sing to the beat
of burning hearts
terrified
of releasing inhibitions
terrified
of #quaking fears

singing songs
of #polarized tunes
opens up vast
dimensions
unknown to humanity

#vss365 #BraveWrite #poetry

the hefty weight of the world
iffy at best
vile chains continuing to caress

#quaking horrified moments
reach us
through #polarized wavelengths

tampering mischiefs
continue lying
with immoral tongues

we're still in wait of being saved

#vss365 #BraveWrite #poetry

just another day waiting to arrive no reason for alarm
the sun frozen with charm abiding by natures rules
we're moving along without restriction
no immediate distractions no one obstructing justice
until #quaking dissatisfaction disruption by unruly street protectors we call #&@

#vss365 #poetry

agony found
in fragments
of disharmony

a tethered world
crumbs before us

answers flowing
in unpredictability

#quaking demands
beyond mankind's reality

what the hell
are mere humans suppose to do

#vss365 #poetry

#quaking on the dance floor
a #polarized reality
level headed yet filled
with uncertainty

unanswered questions
swirling about
options burrowing beneath
a calm exterior

liberation of conflicted emotions
fiercely tied in knots
the final release of crushed denial

#vss365 #BraveWrite #poetry

always asking
will they
or won't they

fearful tearful
#quaking in her dreams
nightmares
turn into extremes

will she
or won't she
be able to suspend
an uncomfortable life
filled with #polarity

#vss365 #BraveWrite #poetry

The new neighbour paled.
“How did you do that?”
Carol smiled. “Magic.”
“Not gonna lie, I’m #quaking in my boots,” he said.
Carol hoped that meant she’d warned him off. But something in the way he looked at her made her fear it might be quite the opposite… #vss365