Obnoxious

Try to hide this longingbut am as obstreperousas a Blue Jay proclaiming presence. Please know, that behindawkwardness is a heart truepurity of intent incognito. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own. As a child and into my dating years, I was called obnoxious. Now that connecting with others is limited, I am once […]

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Tree of Life

Drawn to treesink chasing linesyearning for definition How to capturestrength…beauty…such profound calm Even as the regal Walnuttowers over this placeshe dwells within me I knowI feel hershe 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 […]

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Brain on Fire

My mind is ablaze – ideas churning vying for recognition – greed is ego’s bane hogs the spotlight but other thoughts stir gentler, more insightful – will remain in shadow till a quorum empowers artful expression. (This poem is from Twitter @Vjknutson.  I’m linking it up with Reena’s Exploration challenge which is the featured image.  […]

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Novel on Hold

Begging, this story, brimming over bursting out I suck in, hesitate ending preset message elusive crushed beneath weight of subjectivity.

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Hand Holding

Found my first love holding hands walking home from school – grade one. Father’s grip crushed, controlled, warned against disobedience, held on until compliance was assured. My sister’s hand – frail flesh stretched over aching bones – clung to mine until her internal heat burned the touch and I had to let go while she […]

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A Poem in Three Voices

Page three! Father would say whenever she opened mouth to speak – inevitable tale waiting I just want you to hear me, I remember feeling, to know that my words have meaning You get all your needs met; it’s why I work so hard, now don’t bother me, get along…  She learned to hold things […]

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Passion Exposed

Seduced – the virility of youth irresistible even for an old duck like me –  so unexpected, relentless, I ignore exhaustion lean into the fantasy, allow desire to embrace me, cross a boundary, surrender… step up to the stage, bare-chested, shameless, speak into the mic, reveal my words: those childlike bits of myself; hope my […]

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Dear Charlotte Perkins Gilman

Originally posted on One Woman's Quest:
I have examined your wallpaper, discussed the scholarly attributes of shades of yellow, traced the edges of your unravelling with my mind, argued the merits of Gothic horror; marvelled at the brilliance of wording, the courage to define the nature of feminine madness, the boldness to highlight inequalities…

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Passion Exposed

Seduced – the virility of youth irresistible even for an old duck like me –  so unexpected, relentless, I ignore exhaustion lean into the fantasy, allow desire to embrace me, cross a boundary, surrender… step up to the stage, bare-chested, shameless, speak into the mic, reveal my words: those childlike bits of myself; hope my […]

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Herd or Heard

Society moves en masse, flowing with the tides, propelled by a shared consciousness. Destination unknown; purpose undetermined. We take flight, cling to wings of promise, ignore the stench of destruction. Reaching for the sky; barely hanging on. We land, school together tell tales of adventure document progress avoid reality proponents of diversity; shunning differences All […]

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