Educated in curriculums
qualified to lesson plan
and structure evaluations
far reach from current course –
platform inaccessible, only student
self – a disagreeable sort
take my grievances higher –
no response, boss is asleep
indifference snoring.
If only I could bloom a rhapsody,
gentles river song for sound…
will remember your promise –
respect another soul,
honour their life,
that between each beat
emotion felt, true music,
innocent but strong
thanking your lift,
favouring the gift –
seek its fill.
(Fridays are magnetic poetry. Â Play online. Featured image from personal collection. Â Design available on Redbubble, KnutsonKr8tions.)
Mosquitoes favour
river banks – hopefully hate
repellent, free me
to linger as dusk settles
catch that last flash of colour.
(For RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge: Â detest/ favour)
Analysis freezes heart,
I leap with reservations,
engage in familiar pacts,
motivations logical,
observe patriarchal parlay –
seduced by original sin –
settle into compromise.
Sunshine, you magician,
adding sparkle to my view,
painting the cloudless sky
a dazzling shade of blue –
favoured by your golden rays
we all take on a glowing hue.
(Tuesday, I will borrow a poem from Twitter. Â Visit me @Vjknutson)
What life tears apart
nature mends – cyclical flow,
divinely decreed.
(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: rip/mend)
Image from personal collection.
Make blanket of green bough
our secret sanctuary – eden –
as squirrels watch
and animals rustle,
feel the purely bucolic,
leave cloudy noon,
come & give,
don a shine.
(Fridays are for Magnetic Poetry online. Â Give it a try. Â Image from personal collection.)
Contrasts, life presents –
focus on the light,
I tell myself,
eyes wandering to dark corners
been up against too many brick walls
to harbour simplicity in faith,
besides, darkness holds the light
we inevitably all follow.
(Image from personal collection.)
Evil dons a political mask,
puppetry performed
with carefully construed phrases,
public favour swayed…
and as a final ruse
deploys duplicitous vestments
declaring divinity onboard.
(For Willow Poetry’s What Do You See? challenge: image as prompt.)
One Woman's Quest 