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PROGRESSIVE POETRY

Colouring Outside Prompted Lines

Five days become one

Prague Astronomical Clock — photo my own

The prompt for Monday What do I need to get off my chest today?

Senses over and underwhelmed Blur my purpose in the mortal realm Projects I love on the plate Deadlines with no due date Self-perceived pressure Unworthiness the aggressor Slight but still present Memories from adolescence Offhand remarks Trigger the sparks Know it is up to me To keep my mind free Clarity instead of drama Channel the Dalai Lama Dream of being on two feet At the end of a physio’s receipt Lessons still to earn Energy guiding me to learn

Tuesday’s face furrowed my brow What makes life feel complicated right now?

Piles of the unknown Complications grown Booze on lips Shoulders with chips Egos flaring Words daring Take a bite Stand and fight Dim my light Ultimatum on the table Love becomes unstable Emotions silenced on the way To get through a busy day Silence calling me Longing to be free Words on the page Simmer my rage Open communication Argument’s cessation For now

What doubts do I currently have waking on this Wednesday? Are attempts at art still the order of my day? Yeah. It brings me joy to create Bringing life to a blank slate No matter if I make a buck Or whats on the page sucks Some days shit just works Others I swear my pencil’s a jerk Same goes with my words Some fly and some are turds Silencing the inner critic Key to being catalytic

What’s overwhelming me right now? Not having expected know-how Yet But Should Can’t Excuses Are Lost I Am Staying On track Abundance or lack Universe has my back Faith stays firm Synchronicities confirm When the ground shakes Belief is all it takes Remembering this too shall pass Already standing on green grass

The end already?! Five prompts that have helped greatly What thoughts have I been repeating in my head lately?

Meaning is on its way Be patient with delay By staying amused While being confused Short and sweet End with a treat Love and laughter Living ever after

This piece was planned to take five days to write. A little each day guided by 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘊.’s prompts.

I found myself colouring outside the prompted lines.

I read the prompt Tuesday morning- reflecting and projecting as I went through my day. Stealing little snippets of time to write and read. The piece unfolded over 24 hours.

Moved along by a trail of warm hugs from words left on the screen. Was it because I was seeking them or were they seeking me?

Forever thankful to all the publications, editors, writers and readers that leave their presence on this platform.

Thanks for reading

Thanks for being you

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