So strong a vessel
That I must #wrestle

This glass jar
Shipped from afar

It's getting the best of me
No open sesame

There little Britney be gherkins
Have my grip strength working

Why is this container so fickle
All I want is a pickle.

#mastopromt #poetry #poem

A #chemical dependence
From a friendship
The constant affirmations
A place to vent aggravations

A codependence
Isn't independence
I gotta learn to be me
So one day I can be free

#mastopromt

Depression engulfs me
A hardened #glaze of isolation
It's become part of my identity
Longing for emancipation
I will never to be free
Happiness is imagination
Reality is ennui

#mastopromt

Most definitely not my own work, but the first thing that came to mind when I saw today's #mastopromt #everywhere.

I absolutely love #thebeatles and this is one of my most favourite songs.

"I want her everywhere.
And if she's beside me
I know I need never care.
But to love her, is to need her.

Everywhere.
Knowing that love is to share.
Each one believing that love never dies.
Watching their eyes.
And hoping I'm always there"

I hope all #MastoPrompters don't mind!

A #derelict vessel
On the sea of life
Abandoned in fear
When things got too real.

Floating aimlessly
Existing to exist
A memorial to a dream
That cannot be unseen

Flaunting seaworthiness
Through survival
A drifting memorial
To past turmoil

Storm weathered
And battle tested
The empty shell
Has been through hell

I hope it can give me
Just one more chance
Because it still floats
Because it's still my boat

#mastopromt

The origin, the genesis, the start.
Of an identity, an alter, a part.

Traumagenically synthesized
Through watering eyes

A mythical protector
And a reality rejector

Gaining new associations
Through constant disassociation

The world is totally new
And we are too.

#origin #mastopromt #plural

People where shouting into the aether that orange didn’t rhyme with anything and I replied “sporange.” It’s me. I’m the asexual.

#MastoPromt #orange #poetry #Mosstodon #moss #writing

Bonk (n.) Verb meaning
#antidote,
a remedy to
set them right
as to facts.
Most nonsense
spread by ignorance
not wickedness

Foes tell of collapse
yet where does
this anarchy exist?
A few
hired gazetteers
repeat lies
For most
ingested
perspectives.

Poisons allowed
to fester too long as
narratives of despair
become
attack vectors
To Bonk is
to Be
a Nonsense
Reversal Agent

#smallpoems
#mastopromt
#foundpoem
#nafo

An amalgam of two
Fused in one forge
Forming unique innateness
Becoming its own

Ripped from the oven
Instant oxidation
Quenched, checked, and tempered
The blank is ready

Ready to be beaten
#wrought into shape
Stuck between
The hammer and anvil

The smiths could stop
And call it a day
Hang up their aprons
And go out in play

A true master knows
The piece must he sharpened
Polished and honed
Respected and corrected

For this child grows
And wants to be
Be your side
Forever more

#mastopromt

#Barely any time left to get real sleep.
Some time runs and other time creeps.

#mastopromt #whattimeisit

What could be more courageous
Than every summer
The fledgings throwing
Caution to the wind
And following instinct
Out of feathered safety
Into the unforgiving blue,
The ground spreading
With cold indifference?

What could be more courageous?

Maybe their mother and father's
Calls for them to fly.

#brave #mastopromt #smallpoem #poetry

English is weird. Brave rhymes with lathe but doesn't rhyme with have.

You have to be brave to use the lathe.

#mastopromt #brave

Who is the one
that might wish to
obliterate the sun

as he cannot
stand to stare into
the bright

while someone who
already is shadowed
by an observer

may think
he would
disappear

in the absence
of
the light?

Photo: Bright, 2018

#smartphonography
#XianePhoto

#MastoPromt
#obliterate
#LyriX

Intrusive thoughts violate the mind.
Induces anxiety that obliterates calm.
Inner turmoil punctuates the day.
Intense memories inundate me.

#mastopromt #obliterate #goodmorning #poem4journal #poem

@bookgaga @tanweerdar posts the #mastopromt everyday. I follow him and check in the morning. Today is #forget

Why should I even give a shit?
In two days I'll forget.
I can go 100, all gas no brakes.
Bleed myself dry, no regret.

Pain is infinite and can't kill ya,
Time is always ticking.
Close my eyes and girt my teeth
Give my self a licking.

#mastopromt #forget

These days
I could do with a few
slogans of perseverance,
if they didn't always come
in the imperative
& turn into a single
yelp and bark
in my brain
that maltreats me:
#Persevere!
Stay strong!
Don't
grow
weak!
Go!
Go!
Go!

#XianePhoto #smartphonography

#MastoPromt

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A lost memory is all it would take.
To shatter my world and bring me to my knees.
Broken ice flows and a broken man now exist.

Now in willful ignorance I will not partake,
Avoiding the truth is a temporary please,
I reproach my past self for my remiss.

#mastopromt #broken #reproach #vista

My mind was once a serene lake,
I would swim through my memories,
Soak in their goodness, and reminisce.

Life engulfed the vista in heartache,
The placid water started to freeze,
My bliss was now my personal abyss.

Learning to ice skate was my mistake,
Memories of good times began to leave.,
Yet it made bad times easier to dismiss.

(1/2)

#mastopromt #broken #reproach #vista

It's easier to know it now,
On the day the sun spears
Its rising light
through that bronze age eye
At Brú Na Bóinne.

On the way,
The promise of the whins
In full-sensed flower,
The blackthorns' sweet dream of
Softest white on rigid black.

The land presents a mire
With footrot hid in every paddock,
Bitter hailstone raking you in sheets
From blue or steel grey skies.
There's not a drop of kindness,
Til the soltice turns, but now,
Now, it just might be on the way.

#mastopromt #imminent #poetry