Passion for writing ignites my soul's momentum
Sky gallery –anything but banal –recalls innocence Geese attemptan instinctual dance(few will actually migrate) Cheers this aging mind, also prone to redundant acts –sexagenarian fun. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
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On entering the tunnel, I see her –pallor a notable shade of ghostly Tattered, her dress hangs in billowingfolds of transparency; she beckons No words pass between us, buther haunting gaze begs audience So, I bear witness to her tale –a gruesome re-enactment of her death Slow and agonizing, her femininityscalded and tortured till flesh […]
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Serenity every day,I pray from the frayed edgeschaos rattling, pains howling Laundry waits in pilesof incompletion – like my life –demands eroding worth Hush! I scold the voicesof discontent, the discordexhausting – I am trying! Serenity! I pray,my hands are burdened,my psyche losing ground I stop and close my eyesfollow breath in and outwill myself […]
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Leave the door open… surely this forayinto docile distractionwill pass… Sun is promising a re-emergence,stirs an inclination I may find purpose, yet…harness these sultry thoughtsand venture out that door…. (Image my own)
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His cadence is shallow –these are familiar waters He’ll swear the addictionsaves him from madness Ignore the wrenching pain in my heart… leave to find his next fix,another page in misery’s tome. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson.Image my own)
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Checking symptoms for possible diagnosis: tab 1Searching for gluten free recipes for leftover turkey: tab 2Black Friday specials on tab 3Writing a blog post on tab 4Email on tab 5 Too many tabs open to concentrateand Christmas is loomingand the fridge needs cleaningand I got the groceriesbut forgot the milkand potatoesand guests are comingand laundry […]
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Freezing drizzleand aching jointselevate doubt We are forginginto unknowns,claiming change His motivationdrive for both –I quiet objections Faith, I have in himTrust, I have in process,Hope as my beacon Many a stormhas passed our way –the choice is easy Stay and rotor risk and thrive –hand in hand, we leap. (Four years ago, Ric and […]
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Once, with confidence,stated my name –clarity claiming wisdom as mine Today, sun burns, accusing-bright,I avoid conversationquestion what is sane This paradoxical stateof fluctuation, is it right,and who among us is steadyenough to know for certain? (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @VjknutsonImage my own)
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The woman currently abidingwithin this costumed realmis merely a lethargic versionof the once vital but oppressedMiss, whose identificationwas stolen by means of unsolicited adversity. The focus of this recantingis to invite a perspectivethat not only restores, butaids in the teaching of othershadow-selves, that to reassertoriginal nature is more than fair. (A quirky rant for Reena’s […]
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I wake before dawn,drive through blinding snowstorms,if lost, alter course – without faltering –even set out on foot when driving becomes impossible, navigating treacherous snow and ice, for you So you can get where you need to beSo you can succeedI risk it all for you I keep you by my sideso that you will […]
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One Woman's Quest 