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The air I’m breathing is something else
The ground I’m walking on is something else
The time I’m going through is something else
The love I feel is something else
All of these are forms, all an approach to one
– Niebla ( © 2008 )
Written for Totally Optional Prompts, Symbolic Poetry.

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Dramatic relationship

It’s funny (or not?) that I remember the drama of our relationship above all. Looking back, I must say that I experienced it mostly as theatre on your part – you were always playing one role or another, and I’m not sure I ever encountered the real you.
– Niebla
Written using today’s words from 3WW – [...]

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Not my own take for One Single Impression, but Shawn Colvin’s – worlds colliding, worlds apart, a relationship two light years past…
Stranded
Was it really two summers ago
Or was it outer space
We both had nowhere to go
In search of a state of grace
All in all we never had time
When we met each other we stopped
On a [...]

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Without any pain, I separated into two. I was in both of them; from one I looked my other I in the eye. We both looked at each other calmly from our blue eyes for a moment but then knew that we had to go on with our lives. One of me turned around and [...]

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It radiates in warmth,
it rises on effortless wings,
it spreads in soothing waves
both major and minor,
it gains momentum,
it turns with the Earth,
it is at once reflected by the clouds
and transcends them, reaching the Sun,
reaching infinity,
it connects the ones specifically included
and touches everyone else
in love, forgiveness, tolerance.
– Niebla

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It is a Thursday morning in late June.
The weather is cold and bleak, more like autumn and decay than the summit of summer.
It is one of those days where it hardly seems worth it to climb out of bed.
Heaviness.
No outlook.
Work to perpetuate the status quo.
Signs of decay on the health front.
My relationships to others and [...]

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Life and sense

Some days
like today
life, my life
appears to be
devoid of sense.
Even though
I know
that I’m supposed
to advance,
to gain
experience.
On days
like this
there is
no love,
love is
buried.
I am one
big open wound,
I am only dread
and despair.
Days like this –
the only
hope is
they’ll go by,
and experience
tells that
days like this
have gone by
in the past.
– Niebla

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You say you love the sun but hide in the shade when it shines.
You say you love the rain but open your umbrella every time it rains.
You say you love the wind but close the window each time there is a breeze.
That’s why it scares me when you say you love me.
This is my English [...]

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