Childdelightful youthmy heart’s jewellight-bearerhope antics haphazardlaughter contagiousspreading joysparking imagination I pray that your spiritremains vibrant, andthat reality dawns gently (This poem first appeared in November 2018, as A Child Glows. I submit an edited and re-titled version here for Eugi’s Weekly prompt: jewels. Image my own.)
Could talk for lengthsabout manifolds,hydraulics – handsstained with grease And when I offeredcarefully manicuredheart, spoke wordsof togetherness Silence engulfed himducking beneath hoodwrench twisting –relationship vanished (Image mine)
Snow drifts in blanketing wavesI’ve forgotten the colour of grass We plow out paths, add saltpretend it’s all manageable Do not speak of riskshow slippery the route ahead Soon, the thaw will cometemperatures rising, rain We’ll slosh through the muddisgruntled and weighed down Projecting hope in the first sproutsSpring bearing the promise of renewal. (Linking […]
How is it the sky knowsthe heart’s secrets? My blood simmersinfernal this pain A stream of cloudslit by a fiery horizon reflects what wordscannot express How is it the sky knows?
I’ve been remiss in expressing appreciationall the years you’ve carried me – stride confident, pace swift, head turning grace – We wobble now, you and I,strength questionablestilted soldiers forging againsta tide of contrary currents Remember endless laps in the poolprepping for provincial meets,then dancing till the wee hoursgetting down with disco? We were champions, you […]
Spirit disregards containmentshould I appear disconnected –focus lacking substance –it is just essence flowing I am whisper on wind’s lipsveil of clouds on tropical shoressun’s aureole fleeting I’ll return soon enough… (Written for Reena’s Xploration challenge: flowand inspired by the artwork featured on …Bilocalalia… blog.My image is displayed here)
Calm belies the stormdis-ease spawning a flurryfractured ideaspeppered with glints of hope –with focus, I too sparkle. (There have been many instances this week that have tested my grit. I am learning to harness the good moments and hang on. Linking up to my weekly challenge: I’m learning… Image my own.)
Postcard happiness –not a thing –life is fluidtexturedmystery Revel in each breatheach painthe strengthof Spirit guiding. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)