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Drifting Through Rhyme Poems by John Mortola Poetry that breathes, short poems and reflections by John Mortola. New pieces weekly. Read more at driftingthroughrhyme.com

10/16/2026

Drifting through Time | John Mortola

💭 Some feelings never quite find their way into words.

Promises left unfinished, hopes held quietly, and the longing for a connection that time has neither fulfilled nor erased.

In Drifting through Time, John Mortola explores the fragile space between love and fear, where hearts reach for one another, yet the words that might bring them closer remain unspoken.

Sometimes, the hardest part of longing is not knowing whether the other heart is waiting too. ❤️

Friday | John Mortola🌅 Some mornings seem to arrive with a little extra magic.The soft pinks of dawn, the golden light s...
10/15/2026

Friday | John Mortola

🌅 Some mornings seem to arrive with a little extra magic.

The soft pinks of dawn, the golden light stretching across the sky, and the joyful chorus of birds welcoming a brand-new day.

In Friday, John Mortola captures one of those beautiful moments when nature gently reminds us just how wonderful it is to be alive. 🌿

Sometimes, all it takes is a moment to stop, look around, and let the beauty of an ordinary morning lift our spirits. ✨

Fluidity | John MortolaLife is always moving, even when everything around us seems perfectly still. 🌿Sometimes the most ...
10/14/2026

Fluidity | John Mortola

Life is always moving, even when everything around us seems perfectly still. 🌿

Sometimes the most meaningful discoveries aren't new at all. They're things that have quietly accompanied us through life, waiting for the moment we're ready to recognise them.

Perhaps the beauty of life's journey lies not only in where we're going, but in what we learn to see along the way. ✨



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12:45 | John MortolaSometimes the hardest part of missing someone isn't the distance.It's the little things that remain....
10/13/2026

12:45 | John Mortola

Sometimes the hardest part of missing someone isn't the distance.

It's the little things that remain.

The memory of their touch.
The familiar warmth of their embrace.
The way they felt beside you when the world was quiet.

And sometimes, in those moments between sleeping and waking, the heart forgets what the mind already knows.

For a brief moment, they're still there.

Until you reach for them.

And remember.

12:45 is a tender reflection on love, longing, and the ache of an absence that feels almost as real as the person themselves.

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10/09/2026

Choices | John Mortola

What if the person you've been trying so hard to become is not who you really are?

We spend so much of our lives searching.

For acceptance.
For connection.
For purpose.
For something that makes us feel complete.

We look to the world for answers, hoping that somewhere in its reflections we'll finally recognize ourselves.

But what if we're looking in the wrong place?

In *Choices*, John explores the possibility that our true nature exists beyond the identities, expectations, and limitations we see around us.

Perhaps the greatest discovery isn't becoming someone new.

It's remembering who we've always been.

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Choices | John MortolaWe make choices every day about what to pursue, what to believe, and even who we think we are.But ...
10/08/2026

Choices | John Mortola

We make choices every day about what to pursue, what to believe, and even who we think we are.

But how much of that identity comes from what the world reflects back at us?

We look into mirrors.

We compare ourselves with others.

We search for belonging, meaning, and some confirmation that will finally tell us who we are.

Yet perhaps the deepest parts of us cannot be seen from the outside at all.

Maybe the loneliness comes when we mistake the reflection for the truth.

And perhaps the real choice is whether we continue searching the world for ourselves, or begin looking beyond what our eyes can see.

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The Tree | John MortolaWhere does inspiration begin?Does something beautiful move us to find the words?Or do the words s...
10/07/2026

The Tree | John Mortola

Where does inspiration begin?

Does something beautiful move us to find the words?

Or do the words somehow teach us to see what was already there?

Perhaps it doesn't matter.

Sometimes we simply stop long enough to notice.

A tree.
The light through its leaves.
The quiet beneath its branches.

And something within us responds.

Maybe inspiration is simply what happens when we become still enough to let the world speak to us.

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In Search of Something Beautiful | John MortolaWe collect photographs.We give gifts.We keep little reminders of the days...
10/07/2026

In Search of Something Beautiful | John Mortola

We collect photographs.

We give gifts.

We keep little reminders of the days and people we never want to forget.

Perhaps we do these things because some moments feel too precious to let pass.

But while we're trying to hold onto one beautiful moment, another is already unfolding around us.

A conversation.
A smile.
The warmth of the sun.
Someone we love walking beside us.

Maybe beauty was never something we needed to capture.

Maybe the gift is learning to notice how much of it is already here.

John went searching for something beautiful.

And found it everywhere.

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Is This The One | John MortolaWe love to ask the question.Is this the one?The person who will finally fit the picture we...
10/06/2026

Is This The One | John Mortola

We love to ask the question.

Is this the one?

The person who will finally fit the picture we've carried in our minds.

The one who will understand us.
Complete the dream.
Make everything somehow fall into place.

So we search for signs in a glance, a touch, a kiss, or that feeling we cannot quite explain.

But perhaps love was never a puzzle for the mind to solve.

Perhaps while we're busy asking whether we've finally found "the one," the heart is quietly smiling at the question.

Because maybe what we're searching for has always been larger than any one person.

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10/02/2026

Just for Now | John Mortola

What if, just for a little while, we stopped taking everything quite so seriously?

The deadlines.
The worries.
The things we think we should be doing.
The problems that seem enormous while we're standing inside them.

Life gives us other things too.

Laughter.
Music.
Friendship.
Play.
Moments that ask nothing from us except that we enjoy them.

In Just for Now, John invites us to loosen our grip on all that seriousness and remember the pleasure of simply being here.

So laugh a little louder.

Sing if you feel like it.

Play for a while.

The serious stuff will still be there when you're finished.

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