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Pieces scatter
the earth
leaving the task
at hand –
With hand and heart
I shall sew a story
a tale to mend
your life.
©️Jay Mora-Shihadeh
Photo by Amine M’Siouri from Pexels
#Micropoetry #Poem #Shortverse
easy never comes easy
smooth flawless unfettered
interactions
easy never comes easy
baggage heaped on baggage
infractions
easy never comes easy
unable to harness leverage
interruptions
easy never comes easy
obstructed complicated necrotic
infarctions
easy never comes easy
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
Photo by samer daboul from Pexels
#Micropoem #Rhymes #Baggage
approved!
now move
to the back
of the room
they will call
soon
6 ft. apart
masks on
but don’t move
or you’ll lose
your spot
and your chance
to get vaccinated
given to
the next
poor lot.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
Photo by Artem Podrez from Pexels
#Poetry #Micropoem #Covid #Vaccine
twinkling swirls of lunar dust
rocket themselves on star tips
curling their lips around fragments
of silver moons that blanket
the galaxy that exists
light years ahead of this
in dreams and dreams
landing inside my dreams
as martian alien scientists
bleed out the green
blood-let of the unseen
fragmented worlds divvied up
for transport at breakneck speed.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
Photo by Casey Horner on Unsplash
#Poetry #Space #Galaxies #Freeverse
Pieces scatter
the earth
leaving the task
at hand –
With hand and heart
I shall sew a story
a tale to mend
your life.
©️Jay Mora-Shihadeh
Photo by Amine M’Siouri from Pexels
#Micropoetry #Shortverse #Story
I will walk this dry land
and bathe in the witches water
to quench my thirst
with God’s cup.
©️Jay Mora-Shihadeh
Photo by Zaid Abu Taha from Pexels
#Micropoem #Verse #Poetry #God
saturation comes in quiet realizations
blanketing the soul you left behind, in haste,
on annunciations of your lack of caring,
of giving a shit,
about the effect it had on you,
to jolt you like a
wicked bolt of lightning,
into a wreckless oblivion
a mainlining of pure rage,
into your veins, then lost
to that perpetual joke of a chase,
of the good life. hell-
the saturation blessed you,
it pummeled into you,
an existence of god. in your way,
slow, steady, feeling the pain,
not by happenstance, by southwest by 66
but by love, it saturated you like a slow-moving train,
an experience of electric shooting into me a wave
of enlightenment saturating my brain,
unlike all those moments
i neglected to care for,
back in the day.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
Photo by Elia Pellegrini on Unsplash
#Poetry #Freeverse #Love #Healing
