Wayward Daughter

(Warning: this poem discusses the effects of sexual assault, and may be disturbing to some readers.) Back and forth I travel, searchingfor her – retrace every bend, curve,detour – back to the water, the sand,the beach where I lost her…haunted by velvet brown eyes – bedroom eyes,they told her, men with greedy loins,calculating – I […]

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Louse

Self-deprecationthat louse that foilsrecognition What if I sacrificedthis invasive habit –allowed vulnerability Entertained possibilityof self-acceptance,treasured what is? (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)

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Mother Robin

Does Robin feel the flutterof fledglings incubating beneath her downy breast And does her heart soarwith thoughts of little beakssoon to be agape with hunger? How carefully she tends her nestnature or nurture, I do not knowbut the miracle remains the same. (For Eugi’s weekly challenge: flutter. Image my own.)

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Just a Dummy

Words are not my ownwits hapless That rendezvous with the devil sealed it – Free will for loveI’d bargained Ache of lonelinesstoo much to bear – Now I’m just a puppetventriloquist’s dummy Ask a questionwatch him work my strings. (Image my own.)

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A Mirage

Do not apologizethe fault lies not with you Love, while lauded for its cures,is not always compensation for a life of turmoil –I know you loved her Watched as you let your dreams slideheart wringing with your own sorrow There was just something about hermen lined up to grasp… to make her What? Theirs? Happy?It […]

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Helicopter’s Child

Mother hoverslike a dragonflyher helicopterexpectationsslice throughmy endeavours I am an unsung noteset on rotatewaiting for an openingto flee the slaughter. (Image my own.)

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Dreaming Oceans

Ingrained in methis flighteye on the futurethe periphery closing in. Husband urges meforward, but wherethis road leadsI do not know Connected to selfopen, escaping intothe vast expansebecoming fluidalive, nurtured I have been spit outby life so often,taught to be taut,it’s hard to plunge,let go of the pastand just swim. (Submitting for my weekly challenge: peripheral. […]

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Uncertain Times

Like living in the shadowof a volcano, each complacencyshaken by treacherous rumbles While some seek equalityothers chew on bitter lackand who profits when tempers succumb tothe hot lava of anarchy? (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)

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Marital Dance

We converse in actionswords inaccessible –have not been schooled in dialogues for two. His clutter spreadspronounce’s a kinglypresence, commandsattention, oppresses I clean with insistenceshuffle papers, wipe upcrumbs, assert my rightto co-exist, belittle him. Once we studied dance;he learning to lead, Ito follow signals – the artis lost on us now, our steps more interference, blockingan […]

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The Wind and I

Followed the wind –a child without boundaries – Experience, especially hardshipclipped those wings Lost faith in the wind, pushed against her flow Till nothing was left of mefight diminished by final blow The wind, though, she persistedpicked up my diminished spirit tossed me in her whimsical wayrekindled the child. (Image my own.)

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