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Teacup, Saucer, Out

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Teacup, Saucer, Out

Cracked are the fingertips of our soul

Image generated on Meta.AI by author with the prompt “teacup in the mountains”

With the promise of winter’s cracked fingertips — broken spells of hope — we look to the salve nourishing our soul. Like the art of filling cracks — beast mode tossing another teacup to oblivion — kintsugi prevails with a warm sip of elderberry, turmeric and ginger.

No longer chasing tail — plucking stars from the sky — hoping for something greater.

No longer dreaming of a false reality, begging the winds to spread more cheer.

Sitting in the desert for 40 days — 40 nights — contemplating. All existence. I’ve come to one final conclusion — It All Is.

Turning back the clocks of time — resetting circadian rhythms — hoping to gain more light in darkened times. Falling short of longer days — entering silenced thought. Embrace the shadows drowning tune.

It is time.

Reset the clocks — chapter books — turning pages — spinning our cup with more emphasis on the varied colors etched into the kiln-dried flesh of broken will. We are.

It is time.

~Ani Po

Well, this was not exactly where I thought I was going, but not a bad place to end up — daydreaming on the mountaintops. Thank you Paroma Sen, for the original prompt of daydreaming on the train. Sorry for not staying focused, drifting immediately into the mountains.

Teacup Tales
2nd Saturday prompt: word imagemedium.com

Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh

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Stuck on a Loop

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Stuck on a Loop

Or deliberately hitting the pedal

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On the cusp of another chapter’s close — new beginnings horizon — brink of open book suggesting change. Healing song — on repeat— not what we expected but mirrored in time.

Closing of eyes — feeling the past flowing threw. Vibrating — embracing the present song — into the future unfastened fold. Atomic City is burning all around — peace remains at the core center of the soul.

I’m free! Answering nobody — not even self — shaking out the confounded self-inflicting thoughts. Let the dancing begin — soul-expanding sounds carrying into approaching times.

State-of-the-world crashing to the ground — paradoxical arcadian mix amidst the calling of Zion’s temptational tune. Tap the pedal, once more activating an observational ride — roller coaster rides — no longer the focus.

I’m free! So expectantly — flesh and spirit dance as one — spiraling in deliberate form — simultaneously calling to the divine dichotomy of it all. Breaking free of unanswered questions — just being as we were called to be.

Many truths — have come and gone — new sources of reality resounding feathered steps. Returning to the one — not forgetting those fallen before us — spreading joy and harmonious song with every breath.

I’m free! Uncertainty. Unknowing. No longer interested in the creation of — just composing as it was in the beginning. Infallible beliefs — weird meter exploding in thundering sound — as in the beginning.

~Ani Po

Thank you Diana C. and May More for keeping this sacred space. Thank you for the prompt

  • Write about the ways in which you manage infallible beliefs

Loop pedal activated…

Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh

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