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Losing Track of Time

I woke up Saturday with no grand plans and decided it would be interesting to have a little experiment. To lose track of Time. To act as if Time did not exist1. So I moseyed around my house and taped index cards over all my clocks, all my two clocks—the microwave and the stove. Then…
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A Haiku: Balance

Chaotic frenzy Is not a state of content Establish balance -akw- (Part of the Watercolor & Words Series) — Haiku Prints available on Society6 by clicking here. ©2020 Angel K Will | Instagram • Facebook • TwitterPhoto by nicollazzi xiong from Pexels
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Mimi and her toast

~ a vignette ~ My grandma, who we called Mimi, was standing at my kitchen counter eating her morning toast. She started to walk around observing my new living quarters as crumbs fell to the floor with every bite. Seeing the mess, I grabbed a plate and followed after her in an attempt to catch…
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A Haiku: Perspective

I choose my outlook.Circumstances matter not.Perspective is key. -akw- (Part of the Watercolor & Words Series) — Haiku Prints available on Society6 by clicking here. ©2020 Angel K Will | Instagram • Facebook • TwitterPhoto by Beto Franklin from Pexels *This poem is included in the book — The Owl in the Concrete Tree: A…
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Reborn

My true self is spirit,the ether of all that iswithin and without. My body, just is… the container I was givenfor my spirit to experience this life. My soul is my pre-formatted program that runs this container of mine.My personality, my tendencies, my desires, my passions.All able to be fully reprogrammed if I seek spirit…
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A Haiku: Your Path

Focus on the yays Filter out the no-sayers Live true to your path -akw- (Part of the Watercolor & Words Series) — Yes! print available on Society6 by clicking here.Haiku Prints available on Society6 by clicking here. ©2020 Angel K Will | Instagram • Facebook • TwitterPhoto by Angel K Will
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WP: Rock and Stone

Rock and Stone The ocean’s tide calls my nameas the waves dangerously crashagainst the crest of rock and stone. I dip my toe and displacethe brownish-green algaefrom my path. Singing my childhood lullabyunder the crystal chandelierof moon and starsglistening on the breaking water. A walrus billows in the distance.Seagulls caw overhead.Your silhouette appears on an…
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A Haiku: Rebirth

Winter takes slumber Initiating spring’s bloom Allowing rebirth -akw- ___ ©2020 Angel K Will | Instagram • Facebook • TwitterPhotos by Stephan Seeber from Pexels & Photo by Oleg Magni from Pexels
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My love life is suffering

~ a vignette ~ Head buried in The New Yorker is not the norm for my morning commute on the Q, but I recently subscribed and am quite enjoying my quiet time with the articles each morning. It seems more productive than staring at random people as I internally bee-bop to the Broadway tunes in…
