Inner City Om
Silence acrostic poem challenge
Seated city balcony side in lotus position
Inhaled peace, exhaled noise
Levitates my spirit above hustle and bustle lifestyles
Elevating my conscience to heights known by birds and angels
Nodding to honking, drilling, barking, yelling, grinding, and loud music
Centers chakras, collapsing chaos, confusion; conjecture
Escaping to quietude, Om is my frequency
About the Creator
Marilyn Glover
Poet, writer, & editor, writing to uplift humanity. A Spiritual person who practices Reiki and finds inspiration in nature.
Mother of four, grandmother of two, British American dual citizen living in the States
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶a day ago in Petlife
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The calm in the chaos. Nicely evoked.