Roll Tide
-kalika
Is this all AI?
haha. no. i write all of it. just the mad ramblings of a lost girl i suppose.
but the pictures are not mine. they are AI and made with NightCafe, and i edit them in Canva. i make no claims to their originality. Though i do draw. just not fast enough to draw something for each poem or song.
The poem ^^ Iām Free features one of my original drawings.
-kalika
Sea Me
-kalika
-kalika
On Purpose
what is a purpose anyways??
a dogma turned down for felicityās sake?
a word to the wise paraphrased,
into which the world buys initially by mistake?
what is your purpose for really??
to use ātruthā to skirt around morality?
saying youth arenāt wise to query;
to spew worthless lies then deny adamantly?
what does your purpose mean to you??
dusty words representing their worldās maker?
protection for all youāve been through,
is it a mechanism preventing failure?
what does your purpose say about you??
does it help people understand or hound you?
a version of you that sprouts true,
does it reveal what you havenāt amounted to?
āpurposeā ā does it truly serve us?
does this notion do a disservice to some?
itās a thought we shouldnāt purchase..
if purposeās valueās worthless or āzero sum.ā
-kalika
Pensacola
a pen to hold us in the summertime
where nature speaks and colors rhyme
sunset reflections across the shoreline
a day well spent to restore my mind
holding onto vitamin D daydreams
while my joy basks in sun-ray beams
and peace blows in with the cool breeze
time froze the devil in the deep blue sea
the ebb and flow; matter in motion
feeling the sea swell as the windās blowing
the foamy glaze drifting across the ocean
chasing mole crabs as weāre beach combing
swimming below waves as they break
beach volleyball games well played
in red bikinis while drinking all day
a place far enough from home to escape
carrying sand between my naked toes
buried in the land of a world unknown
where water cools and the warm sun glows
thereās no better place I couldāve chose
-kalika