Joanna Vang

to reveal

Photo by Masaaki Komori on Unsplash

My broken words
emerge from my tiredness
standing still gazing
into the abyss of your eyes
to fall asleep in peace
forever lost in the
tenderness of your heart
calm petals fill the sky and
the rain gently
silences the dreams

oh, how I miss your hug
to inhale the pulses…

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Photo by kristamonique on Pixabay

under the earth’s lid

The wetness of my hands
hold every you and
softly falls in the sunny parts
of your steps along my path
to depart with every solemn stream
and touch the infiniteness of your soul
On the gentle whispers of your skin, I bend
and tremble to the sweet vibrations of your heart
It’s my beaten hand by the…

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Still

Photo by Khaled Ali on Unsplash

A love bird rare
in cyan blended with
your blue-green
revitalizes the teal
living moments
emphasizes scenes of
a happy song and
a tweet with delight
you caressingly hold
a gleaming sailcloth
in unison with an
unusual spotted
rosy chest

Joanna Vang 2021

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At the right time

Image clipped from Bon Entendeur — Alba (Clip officiel) ft. Sofiane Pamart on YouTube

Written as mere explanations
whispers as existing things
nothing is more necessary
than love’s awareness
a step closer to existence
Scant tastes of history
do not even speak the ideal
the greatest possible instrument
of transformative struggles
All the noble thoughts spilled
in creative outlets converted
to washed messy palettes where
attempts at perfecting them are
now fixed to almost any light-minded people
the…

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Gentle Whispers

Image by 👀 Mabel Amber, who will one day from Pixabay

Gift me a walk in the gardens of your mind
To admire the melancholy with the eyes of yesterday
To meet the acquaintances of the soul
never too much for my hands
never too little for my soul

and whisper me those memories
in the tempo of the wind…

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Saturday Poetry Prompt: just because you love the sound

Photo by Sharon Yanai on Unsplash

Leaving,
grasping the suitcase
left hand filled up with diligence
empty spaces full of dreams and
poems and memories that sketch
the ideal place to draw
The wheels carry generosity
sliding with ease the load
synchronous cycles
handled in faith
as the very heart of modern life
and it’s inability to draw from the nude
The unexpected apparel expansion is
gently providing radical…

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Poetry

Photo by Stas Knop from Pexels

Blues taste in the sunrise
and you were right
the tears of happiness
held the day and the music
riddles to hold the pen and
fill in the word sol
the magic key with the treble
that starts with a spiral and ends
to a dot in one…

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Poetry

Image by Schäferle from Pixabay

Magnetic fields crossing the boundaries
cutting off words indefinite in the city of stars
the social chroma on the one end of it
and the moon on the other side can be seen
in shiny shapes and outlines glaring to
the heart washed by the tide for her colorful
flight spraying light in a…

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