Walnut Tree

One tree –a solo sentinel –beckons Take comfort,says she,beneath my boughs But I am hungrybalk at simplicitysilence adverse Till fate arrests melegs no longer fleeingthe great Walnut my saviour. (Image my own)

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We Are Clay

Erasing the past –collecting ash with chopsticks –infertile practiceembrace, learn, and recreatewe are clay – artist’s magic.

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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 silencemeetings adjournedlist groceries Former self fadedsorrowful shadowdefinition slipped I am the wild irispushing forwardin […]

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Sun Knows

Find hope in sunsetsbursts of magnificencemomentarily absolveworry, guilt… When did fear gainsuch hold, and howdo I demystify its lies? The setting sun knows,I am certain, will follow herinto darkness… (Image my own.)

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In 2021, I Woke Up

This year the plague cameand I blamed the windfor carrying destructionand I blamed the sunfor its ineptitudeand the rain,no friend of mine,only served to drownmy expectations. Lockdownand social distancemasks and antisepticshow was a soul to survive? Pushing 2020out the doorcertain reliefwould followbut change is nota date on the calendara release of circumstance I turned inwardfaced […]

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Unexpected

Spring-loadedthe lever that releases usfrom reality One minuteset on a paththe next, victimcourse uncharted Survivors question –existentialquesters.

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Erasable

Paper me overwith carnal designs, I amhourglass losingmyself in the shift – pencilsketches facing erasure. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Art mine)

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Indecisive

Decisions weightyI plan but am dividedhalf sailing; half cowering Optimism cheeryexperience berating Nested in traditioncraving alternatives Can I not see that plansare investments,overcome the fearin favour of expansion. (Writing this I am reminded of the saying: “I used to be indecisive; now I’m not so sure.” Image my own.)

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Moving

The rumble of men’s voicesgrunting shifts beneathheavy wooden furnishings The transition is underwayBroom and cloth at handI hover out of sight Will erase each vestige of usbless this passage, prepareto welcome the new. (Moving day! Prewritten for Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt: transition. Image mine.We will not have access to the internet for a few days. […]

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We Will Rest Not, George Floyd

Brazen with whiteness four toads exerted presence cuffed and killed a man “I can’t breathe.” On the front lawn of America stripped of empathy the leader knelt Not in prayer – reverence burns his lips – he knelt with authority or his version, venomous Three looked on ignored pleas gloated in the horror of life’s […]

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