Thanks again to Yvette for all the work she does.
Category: blogging
Not So Green
Corporations claim to be green
bent as they are on profitability
Contrived, the marketing schemes
colour added to mask the perils
No amount of dye can alter
the truth for our world faces
the midnight hour, time
for preservation waning.
(For Reena’s Xploration Challenge: featured image. Also for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt: midnight.)
Celebration
Carnations linger
prolong the celebration –
flowers gifting joy.
(For Eugi’s Weekly Challenge: celebration.
Image my own.)
Blogging Retreat
A retreat centre
somewhere beneath
open air, amongst
boughs of birches
and sturdy oaks.
It will be a feast of minds
each new acquaintance
a delicacy of delight
each interaction
laced with verbal spice
Some will perform
others peddle their wares
cameras clicking
and stories being told
A weekend to fill our hearts
our minds, our souls,
and then we’ll part
still hungry for more
and meet again
the next year,
somewhere else.
(In response to my weekly challenge: envisioning a gathering of blogging friends. Image my own.)
Vacating
Spirit disregards containment
should I appear disconnected –
focus lacking substance –
it is just essence flowing
I am whisper on wind’s lips
veil of clouds on tropical shores
sun’s aureole fleeting
I’ll return soon enough…
(Written for Reena’s Xploration challenge: flow
and inspired by the artwork featured on …Bilocalalia… blog.
My image is displayed here)
Soul Pulls
“What in your life is calling you, when all the noise is silenced,
the meetings adjourned…the lists laid aside,
and the wild iris blooms by itself in the dark forest…
what still pulls on your soul? “
– Rumi
I dwell in silence
meetings adjourned
list groceries
Former self faded
sorrowful shadow
definition slipped
I am the wild iris
pushing forward
in darkness, unseen
In contemplation
future doors heavy
snowy the path
If I follow light
I find promise
a verdant valley
I am guided
no destination
only presence
Physical constraints
merely distraction
I am the message
Light, shepherd
dreamer, woman
warrior, goddess
My soul pulls
invites passage
I am ready.
(Written in response to my weekly challenge – opening quotation. After meditating on Rumi’s words the image emerged and later this poem.)
My ARt, Another’s Words
inkblots mutate to form pictures, alphabets, stories I did not create
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decorated trees sway to songs emanating from masked lips imagining smiles that reach twinkling toes and luminous tips (Words are from Reena's Exploration challenge. Art my own.)
Maladjusted
Immersed in trauma
I excel – bleed compassion
Can cut to the chase
employ know-how
Remain cheerful
whilst inhaling paranoia
Determined to connect
square the issues
But offer me kindness
touch with intent
and I will withdraw
gingerly inept
unaccustomed as I am
to Love’s cosmos.
(Submitted for Eugi Causerie’s weekly prompt: cosmos. Image my own.)
Seeker
Travel is the ask,
so many questions – answers
just fragments of truth.
(Seeker first appeared here January of 2109. I resubmit it here for Reena’s Exploration Challenge #143: featured image.)
Juneteenth
How many years
slavery raping rights
before laws catch up?
How many years
fears and prejudices persist
until humanity catches up?
(For Reena’s Exploration Challenge:Juneteenth. Image mine.)
One Woman's Quest 