moment

The rush.

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Wave,
After wave,
They
Come barging,
Shoving,
Demanding space.
Opaque
Figures all.
Irritable,
Overly agitated,
Everyone,
Staring, glaring.
Surrounded,
By endless,
Maddening,
Pointless chatter.
Ignorant,
To suffering.
Cursing,
Hating, regretting.
The
Very moment,
Of
Setting foot
Inside.
Detesting the
Decision
Even more.
Here
I stand.

In search of Genius

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I write what simply comes.
From where, I do not know or even care.
With it, time, I do now share.

There is no need for embellished words,
or obscure words to play.

Keep it simple.
Keep it pure,
your claim to fame it will secure.

One moment of blissful thought.
One moment of pure creativity.

One moment is all I need.
One moment with the giver of immortality.

 

J M Lysun

A moment

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It comes and goes.
When it comes nobody knows.
A ripple in time that spreads.
It is captured and released.
Wraps and entraps.
It comes too soon and yet can be long in waiting.
When it arrives, it is usually a surprise.
Special, delightful, memorable, insightful.
Gentle on my mind, kind to my heart,
from beginning to end.
From this moment I cannot part.

 

— J M Lysun —

 

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