Solitude (3)

November 29, 2020November 27, 2020 V.J. Knutson31 Comments

Solitude.
I dream of
panoramic
silence –
breathtaking
boundless
sanctity.

Solitude.
Wrapped in separateness
cardboard walls fallen
curling corners of instability –
no refuge in stillness.

Solitude.
Smothering starkness
madness reverberating
canyons of aloneness
overbearing.

Solitude.
Persevere
regale moments
feathered encounters
faces on screens
tenderness
in voices.

Solitude.
Grace finds me
mercy lifts soul
possibility
opens the door
panoramic.

(This is a rewrite of an older poem, last appearing here in August, 2018. I submit it for Reena’s Exploration challenge #163. Please visit her post for a most inspiring video. Art my own.)

creativity · dreams · poetry · psychology · writing

Talking To Myself

November 26, 2020November 24, 2020 V.J. Knutson29 Comments

Tripping over guilt
how I need to make amends

Meanwhile, charity
leaves me vulnerable

Lose credibility,
momentum

No longer a pick up for others
ditched without a lifeline

***

These are but feelings
I’m more comfy couch
than utility vehicle
and credibility –
well that’s earned

Pick myself up
wade through vulnerability
grateful for giving hands
some amends best left
to the lessons gained
guilt not worth the trouble.

(Much of my poetry is derived from dreamwork. Dreams use exaggeration and humour to evoke understanding. In this poem, I am able to see both at play, leading me to the more empowering response. Thanks for reading. Image my own.)

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Dead Are Unimpressed

October 11, 2020October 9, 2020 V.J. Knutson33 Comments

A cruel master
the ticking clock
So much potential
Get it done!

I rush past shadows
crumple the pages
failed attempts
mounting

What of dreams?
Of life’s destiny?
How I worship
at the altar of should

Even with positivity
fantastical notions fall short
I argue against uncertainty
meet only disapproval

There is no magic
no pre-destined fame
just dust gathering
the dead are unimpressed.

(Linking up with Reena’s Exploration challenge: follow link for video prompt. Image my own.)

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Door to Creativity

October 8, 2020October 5, 2020 V.J. Knutson24 Comments

Empty spaces hold
wonder, I drop emotion
focus on present
open mind to mystical –
creativity takes flight.

(Written for Eugi Causerie’s weekly challenge: mystical. Image my own.)

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Maladjusted

September 24, 2020September 23, 2020 V.J. Knutson24 Comments

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.)

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Word Farmer

September 8, 2020August 26, 2020 V.J. Knutson8 Comments

I farm reflection
plant seeds of wrath, soil black –
insatiable words
nurtured by mind-storms and rays
of passing enlightenment.

(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine)

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Could vs Would

September 5, 2020August 31, 2020 V.J. Knutson24 Comments

What if we could proofread
our life – edit it in the moment –

patch over the rough spots –
change the dragon lady
into a polished princess?

Don’t know about you,
but I prefer fire to ice…

(Image mine.)

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Tree of Life

September 3, 2020September 1, 2020 V.J. Knutson32 Comments

Drawn to trees
ink chasing lines
yearning for definition

How to capture
strength…beauty…
such profound calm

Even as the regal Walnut
towers over this place
she dwells within me

I know
I feel her
she seeks expression

My Tree of Life.

(In Response to Eugi’s Weekly prompt: Tree of Life. I have been obsessed with drawing trees. The featured image is the beginning of a series that keeps drawing me in. Others in the series below.)