Author’s note: A long read.
to begin,
you open your heart
and let in the universe –
kalokagathia
sparrow
the fabric of humankind is a connection
one we must offer, reach out for;
we are not lonely souls
we are, in fact, determined to do better
and touch the hearts that are around us,
because who we are is defined
not but the lining in our pockets
but the love we put in each other’s hands
chatoyant
star
if you were a child like me,
you were taught the stars hold more than fire
that hundreds of thousands of lives
careened around us, dazzling with memories
the happiness they resided in
the sorrows they had experienced
but if you were a child like me,
you will remember that those lives
are looking down on us, right now
to guide us, protect us.
and we will be there one day too,
you and I.
kintsugi
onewith
there is a word for the love that fills us in
when we feel like we are broken
and for us to feel it, tangible in our hearts
hands joined around you to make you safe;
telltale in the smile on your face
it is a wonder to be loved.
avra kehdabra
lincoln
the laying of the tiles began nineteen years ago
in a mind or two, shaped with the idea that
if we put us together, we can become more;
a fragment of glass, a stitching of cotton,
reveal a splash of paint and the sketch of a pen –
when you envision a mosaic,
you conglomerate the most unique traits
of the world, perhaps the galaxy;
the many colours of us, the community
riveting in the lines of code that change like
stained glass in a thunderstorm or a god ray.
sukoon
ripple
people have the long dream
of wanting to be remembered, when they have passed
to the realm of adventures
but the warmest emotion we can feel
is the words that remind us that we are here now
and loved;
so why wouldn’t you want to share with others?
inglenook
freakyninja
we each are both a chapter, a page,
the prologue or epilogue in someone’s tale
and sometimes when we are lucky
we become what people would call a dog ear;
the memory, the feeling, the person
that they want to keep, to remember
it’s funny how our library is all the same
and yet different –
why, isn’t that what friends are for?
shinrin-yoku
blackwolf
heavy muscles pull our hearts
and their weight,
to say poetry in motion
is but one thing, is remiss
it is all around us;
but in this moment,
snowfelt, fragile blankets and
moments of meditation
go deeper than just vision and taste
it relies on the body to capture
the beauty that encapsulates
where we are,
with the hands we hold tenderly
right now
sonorous
jeremysen
and sometimes
the most precious of things in life
are the ones people take for granted;
a family, walk in the door and
the warm feeling of belonging –
creating, the joy of bringing life
to a screen, a book of paper –
new connections, branching out
the umbrella of companionship –
it is not always about the larger-than-life
but the little things,
that create those monuments in
our hearts
sempiternal
permanently
rose-gold kisses over
dewy skin, an arm full of
energy and fluff
but the most stunning moment
is the breathing on the other line
cohesively moving into my lungs
and when I say that
the best part of my day is you
it’s because it starts and ends
with the lines that cross
between you and I
susurrous
slendy
tiny panthers, little lion
jaguar kittens wound around
the ankles of endearing smiles
and the purrs of contentedness
from both cat and human
arcadian
icemaya
there is no greater wall
nor tree of life,
than the labor used to build –
than the fruit that is borne –
from the hands and hearts
that have come together in my world
to call themselves friends
redamancy
jonwass
we live on a set of scales
that can be judged by only those
who use them, live them
the way we tip them
is purely by outlook,
but sometimes by circumstance
but they are, in the opinion of the heart,
the greatest odds ever taken
ineffable
yuukon
a writer’s love can be explained away
until eternity settles itself in
but I have found that the most wonderful things
that a writer can have are
an elegant book
a reliable pen
a mind full of life
a circle full of inspiration
panacea
liz
there is a beginning, and we all walk through
those gate at any given time
what could have been a passing glance
turned to be something more than that
we reap what we sow, and
you are a wonderful gift
full of sunlight and delight;
and it reminds me that
there is never any harm
in saying hello
in offering a kind word
in a world of maybes
nefelibata
asahi
iron covers and soft whites
dented and creamy,
thrown or shaped
a twisting art form
that we don’t watch as often
as we used to
halcyon
fangs
prowling whiskers, padded thumps
a progression of music
enfolded into one room
dead of night
brushed away in the morning
by arms encircling
the same way the sun
hugs the earth
moiety
maggots
in every word, there is a history
and with every history is a victor
but the victor is not always the winner
and sometimes it is never revealed
so what is, in fact
a story,
if the truth is interpretive
hypothetical
potentially non-tangible
but what if it all is –
the greatest debate
a creative mind can have
from one peer to another
is if it is building a better story
or a better understanding of
the story within a person
yugen
charl
the teeter of precarious thoughts
on the brink of the
fat lady singing;
don’t rest, you’re as close as
you could be to all that you see
and, and, and –
and the stillness that lies in your fingers
is evidence that we can all love a little more
we can all give a little more
we can care a little more,
and in turn,
we grow together,
just a little longer.
Previously posted on my inactive DeviantArt account, here is the original premise of this piece:
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You beautiful humans, it’s finally done.
All the things you gave to me once upon a time during the February/March Writing Project – You! [CLOSED] journal, is complete. Thank you for your patience ;;w;; I did it a little differently this time in keeping a short version of the person’s username in the actual piece, worked better for reference on my end o(-<
I hope you enjoy reading this, and thank you again for the wonderful turnout. Community projects like this are one of my favourite things to do on dA.
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the baleful primal 