possiblissities

A Realm of Sacred Joy

  • Meditating on Jabber

    By Vivi Sojorhn   Breathe in and it doesn’t matter That my mind wanders to words Said in furious, vicious jabber I cannot apologize what was told So long ago. Breathe out and out. I want to shout pain of my heart. Breathe in again. I am narcissism.   Copyright©Vivi Sojorhn     Read more

  • Mica Glisten

    By Vivi Sojorhn   So young, I don’t remember when I learned of peeling mica very thin Pioneers took the grandest stones To make the windows before glass glowed The mica sparkled as if it were gold And fooled more than a few until arriving At the scale to receive their kah-ching Yet to a Read more

  • Knowing the 5 Questions

    Know the signs actually. I see them All the time…swear. Application can go wrongly at times Because I forget the five.. Who? What? How? Where? When? That morning we casually talked and I saw The Raven eating squirrel entrales, 6 feet (Who doesn’t know this means death?) from my feet, and I knew Change. The Read more

  • Consonance

    Freestyle poem By Vivi Sojorhn    I had a plan, but I no longer remember it. Maybe the dissonance will be exactly the right? Notes for new perspectives to surround…listen finally to the truth, accept my change, that I truly am slow go The electrical shatter of A tonic colonic, terrible unconsciousness, is not worth Read more

  • THE VERANDA

    Landay 2 By Vivi Sojorhn     It smells like Aunt Sissy’s store, my childhood, my learning beauty From different eyes that still looked like all the Hankerson women. I am not explaining it well, I know. But sinking into Memory takes me to the curiosity of my childhood mind   Read more

  • El Diablo

    Haibun at The Crossroads By Vivi Sojorhn Her brow draws in too early today even as it seems no different from a week ago. She simply feels temptation arrive at her doorstep as she leaves to shop for cherries and apricots, oats and eggs. Wasn’t there more than chatting to the checkout girl? Her damaged Read more

  • Heated

    By Vivi Sojorhn   The Heat Dome was so hot it reached down and melted the freeway so that it slid forward on itself like a mother’s belly does when there is no baby holding it out anymore. For whatever reason it’s called buckling. The heat bubbles crawled over me like a fat suit, only Read more

  • Progress

    By Vivi Sojorhn   It seems to me of late Productivity is but bait To trap the soul in endless Chase and results no real progress So I wander, committed to fate 2025(c)Vivi Sojorhn Read more

  • My Mother Chose A Robin

    By Vivi Sojorhn     She was drumming in circles and Was told she must name her spirit hands By spirit or her logical keep A Robin flew luckily to her feet Now she looks every spring for Robin’s stand.   2025(c)Vivi Sojorhn Read more

  • Befrilliant

    By Vivi Sojorhn   There once was an Egret named Phil He wobbled for the weight of his frill He had no idea ‘Til he saw in a “mirra” He held his head higher in chill.   2025(c)Vivi Sojorhn Read more