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The gnomon king 🧵
v.
Now stripped of his titles and even his name,
the proud king of the ruin’s still there.
For while the long night has broken his fame,
still he stands, marked by his unbroken stare.#poem #apoemaday #poetry #writing
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The gnomon king 🧵
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He takes no note of the thorny brambles
that have entangled his fixed stony feet.
With flinty gaze and wrapped in a mantle
of granite, he keeps watch through storms and sleet.#poem #apoemaday #poetry #writing
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The gnomon king 🧵
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The pale sheen of low sun as winter nears
casts shadows across his etched face.
Its grooves grow deeper year after year —
he’s the gnomon whose shade this sundial has traced.#poem #apoemaday #poetry #writing
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The gnomon king 🧵
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On a plastered pedestal high he stands
surrounded by the waste of his times.
Carved into it, once acclaimed in his lands,
was his name, now covered by vines.#poem #apoemaday #poetry #writing
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The gnomon king
A #poem 🧵i.
The king of what was stands in silence
and surveys his sunsetted realm.
His spine is straight in stiff defiance
of the twilight of the kingdom he’d helmed.#apoemaday #poetry #writing #potsdam #sanssouci #photography
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Mary in the storm 🧵
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The rock of her tells me what I must hear:
No need to soar nor fly nor flee.
Let black tides flow past me ‘til they clear.
Like this old pale statue, just simply be.#apoemaday #poetry #writing #poem #spirituality #silentsunday
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Mary in the storm 🧵
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She offers no answer in so many words
and just smiles on, stonily serene.
In her silence is where her answer is heard,
a quiet reply — I know just what she means.#apoemaday #poetry #writing #poem #spirituality #silentsunday
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Mary in the storm 🧵
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Her disk halo of gold shines out in the dark,
glinting to those who sail by.
I ask her: tell me what can give me a spark
to let me soar up into the sky.#apoemaday #poetry #writing #poem #spirituality #silentsunday
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Mary in the storm 🧵
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I see myself floating in a brittle wood boat
with sails torn to shreds by the storms.
Frantically I toil to stay afloat,
tossed by black waves which ebb and reform.#apoemaday #poetry #writing #poem #spirituality #silentsunday
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Mary in the storm 🧵
ii.
While I stand in the old town’s cobblestone street,
my mind sees me in a far distant place.
The visions I see speak of defeat,
a void that devours all grace.#apoemaday #poetry #writing #poem #spirituality #silentsunday
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Mary in the storm
A narrative #poem for #silentsunday 🧵i.
On a church, Mother Mary gazes up high
with her saving babe on her stone arm.
On her alabaster face: a cryptic smile
that has its own fine chiseled charm.#apoemaday #poetry #writing #mainz #church #spirituality #photography #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
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Hotel, hostel (🧵10/10)
Even now that hooking hotel calls,
a sultry siren who woefully wails
and summons her guests — or thralls? —
to deep sleep in her heavenly jail.#poem #apoemaday #poetry #writing #mentalhealth #addiction #codependency
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Hotel, hostel (🧵9/10)
This hostel had to hostile turned,
its host was revealed as a warden.
With time I learned its charms to spurn
and escape to a greener garden.#poem #apoemaday #poetry #writing #mentalhealth
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Hotel, hostel (🧵8/10)
The red velvet’s colors began to bleed.
All was gilded with the gold of fools.
Once this hotel had for me filled a need —
but it sought to make me its ghoul.#poem #apoemaday #poetry #writing #mentalhealth
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Blind Spot
Mothers wail and children scream
Then collect pieces of a body
After the dust settles from explosives.
Rubble is now a grave in the commotion.
Is that what it's like to live in Palestine,
The only place where the world goes blind?https://allpoetry.com/xBabsyNichole
#poetry #apoemaday #Nichole #PoetryofResistance
#FreePalestine #EndOccupation #Peace #FromTheRiverToTheSea #EndGenocide #IsraelWarCrimes
