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possiblissities

A Realm of Sacred Joy

  • Overdone

    By Vivi Sojorhn This year is baked too long or too hot or too wet . Tears fell for real, but not ENOUGH. I feel a well, an aquifer awaiting a drill to find it. Then there will be a flood. My dreams have a cork these days to avoid adding to the sense that… Read more

  • I Have a Feeling

    By Vivi Sojorhn   There is no horizon. That’s the thing. And, how do I know, if I keep going, I won’t drive over the edge of something, a cliff, the edge of my world, into darkness or pure light. The point is I do not know what I will do next. I am tired… Read more

  • Clumps of Color

    By Vivi Sojorhn   Green hangs on as long As it can in bowers of grey The days seem to be a con Though, shorter than yesterday. No matter how warm, even the sun Cannot fool us into believing Because the nights drop a chill on Those branches and now the leaves Hold the losing… Read more

  • Mirrors Don’t Work

    By Vivi Sojorhn   When I see myself in the mirror…straight forward to my eyes and big smiles, I do see the crinkles around my eyes well enough. But talking with other women, we agree that it is the photograph from any direction that tells us what we really look like. It becomes increasingly horrifying… Read more

  • Petrified Woods

    Trees of Giants By Vivi Sojorhn     They are a wonderful Stumps of living from so Long ago, we can only Imagine a different world In this desert of yucca and Prickly pear blossoms The tree covered the ground With dappled shadows Giants passed below Sloths, and Dire Wolves and Mamoth Families loping with North… Read more

  • Alive Again

    By Vivi Sojorhn I have canceled and rescheduled so much this summer That I have no feel for the calendar anymore It says it is August, but it feels like October and I see Leaves changing colors in bunches or around the edges. That’s just what it has been like to be alive again after… Read more

  • 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