Jeff Flesch 6:00 pm on March 13, 2021
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Quiet

Branches of light
Breakthrough,
Filling me with resolve,
A unity so bold.

I travel light, prepared for
Anything that might frighten
me from my resolve.

Knowing that the fields and streams,
And everything in between is just as it
Should be, even when I hold too tight,
Dreaming of another’s plight.

A momentary glimpse of another
Shadow I’ve missed. Yet, it wasn’t
A part of this one’s story.

Letting go, with
All my might, an antonym delight.
Frenzied activity blends well with all
Of the mystery one does find, when quiet
Time is just right.

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Jeff Flesch 6:00 pm on March 12, 2021
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Tanka #8

Photo by Jill Dimond on Unsplash and Photo by Edurne Chopeitia on Unsplash

dry and arid landscape,
cracks in the ground bring water,
seed to stem, renew.
I reflect upon us all,
humanities resilience.

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Jeff Flesch 6:00 pm on March 11, 2021
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Blossom

Petals touch the earth, it’s such a dearth
Of our collective humanity. The mundane meets
The profane, in an elegant dance of universality.

Closed and subdued, waiting in the wings for
Just the right moment to spring forth and collect
Their special moment, looking at you, and
seeing right through.

Some open a little at a time, you walk past,
And notice, just every so slightly, their petals
Begin to give way to the universal force bearing
Their name, feeling inspiration, your claim.

Others open in a flurry, one day completely
Closed, then the next, rising to meet the
Golden sun, shining deep inside filtrating out
All the things that hide.

The point?

They all grow from the same earth, and
Have their own way to walk through this mirth.
Casting a special glow through all that pass by,
Waiting for that special moment to blossom forth.

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Jeff Flesch 6:00 pm on March 9, 2021
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Roar

*Image credit; Jayson Hinrichsen @ Unsplash*

They look into my eyes,
And I wonder why, or why they even try.

They think their stare a dread,
Yet it’s more often just a shred. A glimpse
Into their being, having nothing whatsoever
To do with my leaving.

I am not the names and forms
You associate with me in your head.

Furthermore, it’s mine to lay claim
To all that I am, when I’d like,
so don’t be such a bore.

And?

I Am Woman, here me roar.

In response to the WDYS #72 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.

This short poem had a four-fold inspiration; one, the image prompt from Keep it Alive; two, the movie I Am Woman, which I’m watching on Netflix; three, my courageously strong and beautiful sisters, mother, and ex-wife; and four, all of the myriad of women that have coached and mentored me throughout my life, of which, there have been many.

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Jeff Flesch 6:00 pm on March 8, 2021
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A Reason

Strange as it can sometimes seem,
Yes, just like a dream, everything is in motion
In this life, just like it is supposed to be.

Everyone plays their part, from the very start, even when
We second-guess, and are confused about
The hidden art, which conjures such scenes
Of mystery, confusion, and, yes sometimes
Delusion.

Living inside of the unknown can be precarious,
And even downright gregarious and, at times,
Even quite nefarious.

Yet, living inside a dream isn’t always as
It seems. There is a rhyme and reason in
Every season, even when, maybe, especially
When we are searching for a reason.

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Jeff Flesch 8:00 am on March 7, 2021
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Blue Expanse

Looking up into the blueness,
The vastness of space collected
Together for our mutual endeavor,
And our innermost pleasure.

It’s beholden to see, such a treasure
Of sight, and delight. It often reminds
Me of being a young boy, living freely, no limits
In sight, breathing in all of life’s gifts one at a time.

And, today, even on gray days, I can see
Through that pillowy cover to the blueness
That is there, awaiting the next time, the next breath,
Winds shifting with our beating hearts,
To reveal the depth of the drifting blue expanse.

In response to the Saturday RagTag Daily Prompt, by Punam.

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