Basking in the Gamma Rays

Pages tattered and torn 

Wrinkled with coffee stains 

Is  the basis 

Of an ecstatically 

Luminous adventure

Twisting and turning

With every plot 

Through the corridors

Of our imaginations'

Our  dreamscapes

On the astral plains

We're  all called upon 

To help the helpless 

Some situations cutting 

Piercing through unmentioned

Wormholes 

Are direr than we

Can comprehend 

We see the camouflaged

Mocking and laughing

At the immensely destructive chaos 

Their evil ambition has created 

Ruthless ripples

Of horrendous tsunamis 

Throughout all dimensions 

I finally found him 

Such overflowing relief 

Forty-three years later

Crying, confused, and

Broken, his frail mind

Finally wide open

Accepting the truth

Of whom we actually are

Ready to see what is 

Unconscionable reality

Constructed right

In front of everyone's face

Through that illusionary veil

"Oh, it'll eat your soul 

If you let it. Stand up.

You're ok, you're not 

Losing your mind."

I calmly explained 

With lucid precision

Forty-three years earlier

Wrapped in a great mystery

A small strip of land

Separated two family households

A red Cadillac with fins 

Pulled up to me 

Within the small 

Cluster of the enchanted forest 

Just a child I was

Ready to leave 

Wondering where my brother

Had run off too yet again

A blonde scruffy teenager

Was at the wheel

With piercing oceanic eyes

He said, "We will find him later.

We have to go!"

Trusting him without qualms 

I jumped into the back seat

Of lavish white leather

Trimmed with an amazing

Apple red 

And off we went

Through the stargate 

A simple promise

From three strangers

That somehow I knew

Their souls so very well

Kept their promise to me

In the most unexpected 

Wonderfully blessed way ©

Karen L. Fleming 

Wrote: 5.11.23 Edited: 5.25.23

 

Precious Heart

The moment I met him

I didn't realize 

What had occurred

A shock wave coursed

Through my body

I caught myself from falling

Backwards

My hands grasping

A giant concrete pylon

For safety

My breath had deteriorated

I gasped in horror

And looked out upon

The giant crowd

Holding lighters for a moment

Of silence

The dead spoke so loudly

That night

Tears fell from my eyes

My feet began walking clumsily

Out of the arena

A concert I had waited for

With excitement diminished

He was now my guardian angel

I hold tight to you my dear

I write with you

I lead you where you've never been

I play your favorite song

When you need me

I remind you never to give up

You rescued me from purgatory

Because of you

I've watched over my loved ones

A gift I have always cherished

And every time you say, 

"Thank you Michael."

I remember why I chose

Your precious soul © 10.17.21

Karen L. Fleming

Strength Unmasked

 

Romanticism Exemplified

 

Unconventional

 

Riots!

It was a bit strange last year, my daughters and I have never been close to riots ever, usually, the riots occur downtown. I live where three cities merge, so I had to hurry to get prescriptions since everything was closing down at 5 pm. When I asked what was going on, literally no one would say anything no matter their color, I had to look it up on the news. I will say this, I don't believe anyone should be giving a free out-of-jail card regardless of color; everyone should be treated the same and if that was the case in the past the riots wouldn't have happened at all. I do not support racism of any color, we are human beings one species, people are ignorant. I have seen racist people in every community no matter the skin color and it's disgusting. We must unify to make this world better not only against racism but on all the issues that are plaguing our planet; we are problem solvers. 

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