Recline in the grass and relax your gaze
As you encompass the horizon of possibilities.
Breathe in slowly. Deeply. Fully.
Fill your mind with ageless visions of paintings in the sky.
Watch the prancing and dancing of the wondrous white
Against a palette of pink and blue brushed canvas.
Name your soul search. Name your spirit walk.
Release them both with life freeing laughter
And let the sun bathe you with it’s healing rays of the infinite.
Poetry and prose by Basilike Pappa
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In 2002, Retinitis Pigmentosa changed my life. This is my story of a slow approach to darkness.
The photo is amazing. Obviously, I see the dog, but I also see the laying man’s face looking up. Awesome.
And, I think this is wonderful inspiration to be included in my day. Thank you so much for the suggestion, I think this will make my day better. : )
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You are most welcome. I had this written last night but wanted to wait and get it out today. Enjoy!
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VERDIGRIS
The hues of the sky metamorphosize, as the day
and night intertwine. Slow molasses hours slide
and I fade into the warms of my environment.
The oranges of the passing days, and the pinks at
dusk.
Greens in the sun as I am alone in the heat of
myself. Flesh throbbing familiar, though the itch
delays in coming to the surface.
Your scratch spreads the high like comfort to my
color.
Years from now I may see the stains on my
radiance. The lines on my skin from the crimes
I helplessly committed.
For all the good of my transgressions, the polychrome
evolving.
The pigmentation will change with time. Painting
me to be the colors that I am. Branding my eternity,
to nigrify the compounds.
Today I rest calmly in my ignorance and
absurdity.
Sleeping in a deep sea of self realization, swimming
through fluids cold and numb. Waking with a smile
that I’ve seen on someone else before.
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Nice…there are times I wish I lived in an area where the outdoor summer climate did NOT make one want to hide indoors.
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My comment issue may be resolved. If you’re reading this, then it is. Are you reading this?
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Loud and clear my brother, loud and clear!!!
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Huzzah!
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Grats!!!
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Fabulous!!!!!
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Thank you. I’d say slow down, but that would lead you to be bad again lol.
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As most things do.
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Hahahaha.
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