#micropoem

Vivir en los Cielos Viajar, vivir en los cielos. Dormir en la tierra. nadar entre nubes. Ningún amanecer ocurre igual dos veces. atardeceres y amaneceres, todos vistos desde la ventana. el cielo infinito,

A micropoem (short poem) and a brief post on the inspiration behind it

Source Dream She dreams that he is not a memory, that time is just a game and they will always be together. He, dematerialized in an eternal silence, doesn't dare to wake her up. ©bonzopoe, 2020. I wrote

I reside in stormy sky heart wet with feelings puddled in dreamscape dipping precognitive images superimposing life restlessly enduring moment as reality shifts in nanoseconds Image powered by @enginewitty

Navigate the way between a million yesterdays let the heart embrace thorn under scrutiny and glances And just before you break like dawn in a blood red sky let it be known that you lived as solitary note

I am sky, I am rain, I am wind beating wings. Fell to earth just to rise up into unlimited realms between the cracks we made as Galaxies unfurl ... Image powered by @enginewitty (Image credit Dave Renike

Who am I, I am vapour on a cold nights air, Breath me, Breath me out, See me suspended there, For I am the heavy, in the fog of day, Exposed to warmth, I simply melt away, Molecular expansion, so I hear