Beyond

Seeing the ‘samenees’
Reluctant to repeat
Maybe it’s just another day
But can it be lived
In a very different way?

Small changes in habits
Shaking up the routine
A breath of fresh air
Gives life to possibility
Others in a rut don’t care

One day of differences
Breaking chains, the mundane
A day unlike all others
Beginnings of something new
A day filled with wonders

Stoic Poetry

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Days

The day is unknown
So many have flown
The blur is lost in time

Yet I remember some
Where I came from
Still hoping to find

The very last scene
Of what it all means
If I just follow the signs

Stoic Poetry

Blue Days

Photo by me: Bangor N. Ireland

Diagonal to the distance
No telling how far they go
Vibrant hues, of every blue
On reflecting blue below

Pondering depths I wonder
Where have they been?           
How far they have travelled
What places have they seen?

Holding memories within
Even when people forget
Exotic ports have they seen
All the people they have met  

Stoic Poetry