Ingrained in me
this flight
eye on the future
the periphery
closing in.
Husband urges me
forward, but where
this road leads
I do not know
Connected to self
open, escaping into
the vast expanse
becoming fluid
alive, nurtured
I have been spit out
by life so often,
taught to be taut,
it’s hard to plunge,
let go of the past
and just swim.
(Submitting for my weekly challenge: peripheral. Image my own.)
Great!
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Thanks! I see you have quite the shop set up. How is that working for you?
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“But where this road leads I do not know” the most difficult navigation as life changes, you offer such a real look at how we must adapt.
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Seems to be all about adaptation as we get older. Thanks Paul.
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As I’m beginning to discover in small ways at this point.
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Lovely artwork VJ. I love the last two stanzas. They’re painful but beautifully expressed- ‘it’s hard to plunge in/ let go of the past/and swim’
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Thanks V.
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Talk about an ending! You really get at the heart of life in so many of your poems. Some can go deep, but you often go deeper.
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Thank you. Means a lot coming from you.
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You’re welcome. Keep going strong! Looking forward to your next masterpiece.
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Lol.
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“taught to be taut” is clever π
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Thanks K
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I can so relate to this poem, V.J. After over a year of not going anywhere but grocery pick-up or the doctor’s I am hesitant to go out anywhere even though I was fully vaccinated a month ago. But I did get out for a hair cut yesterday – masked of course. I was great to catch up with this old friend and my hair feels so much better. Lovey painting, too.
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Thanks LuAnne. Amazing how we’ve adapted, and how change (even if it resembles an old norm) is stressful.
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Thanks Liz. The art is watercolour, slightly enhanced digitally.
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I love this poem, particuarly the last stanza and the line “taught to be taut.” I really like the landscape, too. Is the medium pastels?
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Such good words. Few of them but they speak volumes. That is what I love about good poetry!
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Thanks so much Anne!
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Wow! So well written!
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Thank you!
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β I have been spit out
by life so often,
taught to be tautβ – Love these lines – incredible imagery!
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Thanks Sara.
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π
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‘Taught to be taut’. Wonderful…..
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Well, it’s true. Thanks Janet.
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This is such a great poem π―
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Thank you.
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Love the landscape VJ π π
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Thank you!
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