Passion for writing ignites my soul's momentum
Craving compassion
I seek the wisdom
of the river –
Her glimmering waters
reflect sun’s warmth
I am at once calmed
and uplifted –
seagull raises his wings
emits an ungodly chuckle.
(Image, my own, is not actually a Laughing Gull, but the title fits.)
Bridging was his MO
caught me post divorce
when needs were slippery
Sapped my spirit
drained my love, then
latched onto new youth –
Most liberating gift
he ever gave me.
(Image from personal collection)
The waters of my soul
are still tonight
the harshness of day’s
light, easing now
into quiet solitude.
I surrender to renewal
knowing that no matter
what tomorrow brings
I have peace within
to guide me.
(Submitted for Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt: renewal. Image my own. Peace Within first appeared here June, 2018.)
Don’t believe in soulmates
just soul power – the ability
of human yearning to actuate
love’s potential –
Of course, I’m far from a rookie
bear the scars of infatuation’s
fallout, prefer kindness
and respect to romantic fluff.
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
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 looked up and understood.
(This poem, inspired by the photo I took on a recent walk, was written for Reena’s Exploration Challenge. I borrowed the line “messenger from afar”. Image mine)
If they call you vermin
show them moxie
no explanation needed
Best path is paved
with honesty, avoid
potholes of popularity
Authentic self
travels further
without camouflage.
(Image from personal collection.)
Legends surface
graze at river’s edge
nuzzle our consciousness
Ancient prophecies
born of primal instincts
Crow’s caw a warning
Spirit speaks
calls us to witness
to record this passage
The predator
at our doorsteps
phantom fierce
Targets indiscriminately
threatens the cherished
sleeps with one eye open
Now is not the time to freeze
neither distraction, nor dismissal
will disable this animal
It circles, begs a host
Please don’t open the door
History knows we need a valid plan.
(Submitted for Eugi’s Causerie Weekly Prompt: cherish. Image my own.)
