Passion for writing ignites my soul's momentum
A band of blue jaysgather around, debaseserenity of this gardenparty: chickadees and cardinalsscatter, sense dangerin raucous intrusion – Bemused, I watch, marvelbirds parodying humans. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
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Examining the intricaciesof a spider’s weaving Marvelling as a mother raccooncarries her babies one by onewhile a bobcat prowls the tree line Delighting in the birth of a calfanticipating the arrival of more Wonder and trepidationcoinciding – and I, behindlens, am child againwide-eyed baskingin the glorious outdoors.
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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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ForesightOptimal, butRareEverythingShiftsInsightGainsHindsightTaunts (For Eugi Causerie’s weekly prompt: foresight. Image mine)
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Quiet now, placesharbouring my memories –river dreamcatcher –nostalgia floats on swan’s backpast bridges linking time lapsed. (Tuesdays I borrow from my Twitter account #Vjknutson. Image my own)
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This woman you think you seeface hidden behind lensshe is but an illusion Flesh camouflaging spirit –her soul, wingedsoars beside you. (For Reena’s Exploration challenge: illusion; and Bird Weekly challenge: seagulls.)
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A grackle shimmers sun highlighting blue – my mood queer melancholy – absent knocks, talks, minutiae remains discomforting din. (Photo mine)
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Anticipate salvation – the stork master spews cryptic babble Is there hope to be had? Don’t speak forked-tongue cannot decipher the yarn Suspect time alone holds truth experience will betray the lies integrity winning out in the end. (Image mine)
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It was birdsong stopped me in my tracks distracted as I was by pandemics and ceaseless worry I looked up I looked up and there was glory white blossoms triangulated against endless blue sky Blue sky like a messenger from afar lifting my spirits stirring longing It was birdsong stopped me in my tracks I […]
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