I See the Light But…

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I finally see the sun through the forest.
Slivers of light make their way through the dense
packing of the trees.
A clearing is in the distance.
But—there seems to be a magnetic force around me.
That’s what it is right?
That’s why can’t I step towards the clearing.
… what else could be preventing me from freedom?

 

Photo captured by me in Fort Greene Park, Brooklyn

Sadness is my friend, my foe

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Sadness is my friend, my foe.
Sometimes I can sit with it and let it be.
Other times it bubbles to the surface and boils over,
leaving a mess in its wake.
I let myself be consumed by it,
rather than fighting the urge to control it.

Photo taken by me at Green-Wood Cemetery in Brooklyn, NY.

Daily Prompt: Disappear

Daily Prompt: Disappear

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A wolf in sheep’s clothing,
that’s what he was.
Every now and then you questioned his sincerity,
claiming to be soft and tender like the sheep,
yet he stepped on you with paws,
encased talons ripped your heart to shreds.

When aggravated or displeased,
he gnarled like an angry wolf,
ready to pounce;
willing to taste your blood on his tongue.
Not simply a malcontent,
a completely different animal.

You reached for him.
In a moment’s notice,
pulled off his cloak,
unsheathed his identity.

He recoiled in cowardice,
ugliness exposed.
He wanted to disappear.

Shot by me at Queens County Farm.

via Daily Prompt: Disappear