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Destruction/Creation

a dark road, well traveled
but strangely empty then
a pole, barely noticed
what will happen?
then it hits, and everything seems over

(c) Windy Johansen

creation, an opportunity

(c) Windy Johansen

a bright room, just healing
and strongly fighting now
a pole, bearing treatment
what will happen?
now awake, and everything seems hopeful

(c) Windy Johansen

creation, an opportunity
fascination, a lifelong wish
communication, new life

(c) Windy Johansen

a sweet day, so blessed
that empty road was hope
a pole, keeping balance
what will happen?
now walking, and everything seems better

(c) Windy Johansen

concepts flying, wrapping around
concepts wrapping, embracing
osmosis, flowing through

(c) Windy Johansen

creation, an opportunity
information, a lifelong trek
imagination, new life

(c) Windy Johansen

creation, an opportunity
fascination, a lifelong wish
communication, new life

(c) Windy Johansen

creation, an opportunity
information, a lifelong trek
imagination, new life

(c) 25 September 2013, Windy Johansen.

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I’m still uncertain of posting poems I’ve only written within the previous week. But this one is an interesting one, I think.

If you think this is a good poem, and then tell yourself how you could never do this…don’t say that to yourself. You can. Your voice has every right to be here, and it can say important and artistic things. We need our creative people. Especially now, but we always need creative people to remind us that complacency is not a particularly agreeable place for anyone to be.

If you hate it…well, I am still learning my craft. I might still get it right. :)

Thanks for spending time here, no matter what. Time is important, and I’m glad you chose to be here. <3

World without Words

learn the way around
a magic world just found
a spray of words isn’t needed
your deepest thoughts, unimpeded

(c) Windy Johansen

a world without words
a world of understanding
a world without words

(c) Windy Johansen

crack the glass around
my mind, now unbound
no cage to keep them in boredom
my brightest ideas now have freedom

(c) Windy Johansen

a world without words
a world of understanding
a world without words

(c) Windy Johansen

pictures are glowing, flying
ideas are flaring, flying
every mind is fluttering, flying
understanding is growing, undying

(c) Windy Johansen

a world without words
a world of understanding
a world without words

(c) 10 September 2012, Windy Johansen.

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I don’t often rhyme in my poetry. I favor rhythm much more than rhyme, even though I’m not really practiced at it yet. I want to write songs, so maybe that’s me being a frustrated songwriter.

I used to write in a free verse style. If I get up the courage, I’ll share those too. But I am more attached to those, so I can’t be sure.

Untitled

it’s an everyday story
we find pain suddenly
but no magic wand exists
and in the halo of a streetlamp
we sleepily, hopefully
slowly discover our solution

(c) Windy Johansen

what can this continuing path,
this continuously wretched path show me?
I won’t fall asleep here

(c) Windy Johansen

it’s an everyday picture
we get free inwardly
and we alone know our pain
yet in the halo of our triumph
we hopefully, gleefully
boldly uncover our sanity

(c) Windy Johansen

what can this reflective path
this reflectively gifted path show me?
I will fly awake here
I will fly awake here

(c) 21 January 2013, Windy Johansen.

Concrete Midnight

concrete midnight
a hard landing
is that sanity spilled on the pavement?

(c) Windy Johansen

serene silence swells
a stark loneliness evaporating
while memories of sunshine return

(c) Windy Johansen

growing concrete
a dazed midnight
is that daylight spilled on the pavement?

(c) Windy Johansen

water rushing down
a sharp memory has recovered
as solitude in daylight deepens

(c) Windy Johansen

a fight within
a secret alley
concrete midnight
I wish I was more
more than I am
in this concrete midnight

(c) Windy Johansen

fatigue growing
one life’s hoping
is that confusion spilled on the pavement?

(c) Windy Johansen

immense secret peace
one spark opening understanding
so sanity will become larger

(c) Windy Johansen

a fight within
a secret alley
concrete midnight
I wish I was more
more than I am
in this concrete midnight

(c) Windy Johansen

midnight fatigue
a thrill’s texture
a new mosaic spilled on the pavement

(c) Windy Johansen

a fight within
a secret alley
concrete midnight
I wish I was more
more than I am
in this concrete midnight

(c) 21 January 2013, Windy Johansen.

An Android’s Escape

by the sparkling river
petals fall
in undefined shame
they were once
only spied through the window

(c) Windy Johansen

an android’s escape
running free

(c) Windy Johansen

near a sparking wire
pictures shine
of redefined joys
they were once
only spied through the window

(c) Windy Johansen

an android’s escape
running free
heart unlimited by old rules
crying free
life unlimited by old fools
an android’s escape

(c) Windy Johansen

I thought I forgot forever
how it felt to live in forever
I thought feelings were gone
I’m human again
human again
human again

(c) Windy Johansen

an android’s escape
running free
heart unlimited by old rules
crying free
life unlimited by old fools
an android’s escape

(c) 3 September 2012, Windy Johansen.

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I realize this one likely seems simple. If you look more closely, it is not so simple. A question: If it is an android escaping, why is he or she speaking of being human again?

<3 <3 to you.