Seasonal Passages

Summer yearnssun burningwater coolinglife affirminglonging for love I would hold you therein those days of youthwhen relationshipdonned mysteryand fear shroudedthe path But Autumn reigns nowa time for letting goa time for turning back clocks – timelost in a mere blinkon the shores of our story And soon Winterwhen I will knitour memoriesinto cozy dreamsand while […]

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Wonder Cycles

Every child a dreamerschool the tribunalwhere imaginationis sentenced to death Adulthood is a canyonwhere ambition sheltersthe broader view, till ageresurrects the child. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson.Image my own.)

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Heron Reflection

Silent as the Great BlueAutumn hues creepshifting the landscapealtering my mood. Do feathers quiverat the ensuing chillor is it merely humanthis seasonal affect? (Heron Reflection first appeared here August, 2019.Image my own.)

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This I Know

Eventualityof gravityis bona fideFlesh is not iron Minds, however,can strengthen, ifnurtured withopen compassion Spirits plummetand revive, buoyantas the grace thatserves them. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson.Image my own.)

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Sunday supper table (sestina)

Two at the ends, two at the backone for the cook, one for the helpthis was the way of Sunday’s table:hungry tums anxiously waiting,family dog glued to the floorlest any scrap should need saving. Father would pray for all our saving;serve himself before handing back,while Mother paced the dining floorever offering us kids some helptill […]

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On Moving Forward

Curious by natureand driven by hopewe push forward Spring ourselvesfrom mud-mired trapsof psychological undoings Focus on a horizonwhere sunrisesand sunsetsoffer glimpses of glory Optimist and pessimistalike, daring to believethat the beckoning futurebears equal promise. (Image my own)

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Yet, I Plod On

Tectonic, the forcerequired to movethis wall of shame Erasable, the missivesI write to defend my worth –pencil strokes that only mock Unsustainable, the hopethat life should ever receivemy efforts as more than folly. (Art my own)

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Things That Confine Me

Islands define us –attempts to stave offa ruthless invader Heritage dictatesreclusive behaviourshame driving pain Finding comfortin solitude, uncertainif I’ll ever vacate again. (Tuesday I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson.Image my own)

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The Lie

I lied. The initial seed of disappointment has fermented, and in the absence of confrontation, grown roots written sorrowful chaptersconclusion: unworthiness Why couldn’t I just have said:I don’t understandthis makes me unhappy? Where did I learn that prevarication protectsthat I alone am responsible for emotionsthat I do not matter? Decades laterI still cannot uproot the […]

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Another Chapter Closes

House creaksferociousdecries starknessof bare wallsabsence of furniturefinality of boxesstacked and sealed Sleep eludes memind recallingpassages –his cancermy feartwist of fatethat left me housebound We could not stay herethis place chosen for healingturned prison “You’ve been good to us”I whisper, “Nowyou’ll favour someone else” She grumbles in responsethis old house, sharingmy trepidationof unknowns, changealways precarious Another […]

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