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"The morning dew is a mourning’s quilt delivering it’s sanctions, the superhuman strength to find appreciation in the most volatile situations." ~ #yashibrown. A line taken from a poem I wrote when needing strength during a melancholy morning. It gave me just that.

How long is it possible
To stare at someone?

So transfixed
So drawn
Too souls quietly plundering

Purity at its most sensitive peak
Familiarity
A kiss from a new life, known before
You can’t see them
But see yourself
More vividly
In the other one’s bones.

New realms we’re embarking
Possibilities
Possibilities
New Worlds, not quite ready to seek
Not quite ready to explore…

Our hands, feet and longings
Must relinquish to time it will
Take over from here…
Because our passions, our bodies,
And unfortunately our realities…
Are not ready
For where our minds
No wait…
For where our hearts
Can go.
Yashi Brown ©1998 “Where Our Minds Can Go” Unfortunately, sometimes love is simply forbidden. #poetry #poems #treehouse #lovepoetry #yashibrown

Who’s down for a tree lounge?? Lol, fbf #1998 #lovepoem

How long is it possible
To stare at someone?

So transfixed
So drawn
Taking so much in
Too souls secretly plundering

Purity at its most sensitive peak
Familiarity
A kiss from a new life, known before
You simply can’t see them
Because you see yourself
Vividly
In the other one’s bones

New realms we’re embarking
Possibilities
Possibilities
New Worlds, not quite ready to seek
Not quite ready to explore…

Our hands, feet and longings
Must relinquish to time and they will
Take over from here…
Because our intensities, our bodies,
And unfortunately our realities…
Are not ready
For where our minds
No wait…
For where our hearts
Can go.
Yashi Brown ©1998 “Where Our Minds Can Go” #poetry #poems #write #treehouse #yashibrown #lovepoetry

#Sundays tend to be reflective days. The uncomfy mirror for the soul :) Here’s my poem “Which Way”********


Where do you go
When you can go anywhere?
Reaching places your soul never destined?
When you can change the way things appear then reappear
With a honed glance
Cliff diving on divine chance…
But instead,
You don ‘t..

How is it that I have so many options
But my heart gave up?!?
Am I afraid of success or of people?

Self defeating thoughts
“I’m not ready yet, not yet, not yet..”
The gibberish they say endless lower planes away
Wishing they were planes flying away
But are landing on me again today
And yesterday and the day before that day

When I realized the many ways I could go and gain
Giving away
Felt safe
The way my muscles chose

They never knew “center stage”
That’s for somebody “ready”

When I felt close I’d let go and say, “Heavens guide me..”
But too many times I’d fuck -up, Get there first
And un-mind me
Decline me
Knowing deep down I’M the winner.

So how did she lose out again?
Success is such an unfortunate smoking gun.
~ Yashi Brown ©2010 “Which Way ” #poetry #YashiBrown #success #poems #thoughts #Quotes {photo cred @reallykindofamazing}

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