writing – Page 25 – One Woman's Quest

Sapphire

I’m a sapphire kind of gal –
crystal blue smouldering
sky-bright moody –
the whimsical imaginings
of a heart cast in stone.

(Image mine)

I Wave, Maintain Distance

Feels so clinical
this measuring
of distance

Neighbours congregate
camaraderie a pull

I hide behind glass
record temperature
blood pressure

Underlying conditions
condemn closeness

Laughter of mask-less
trickles through panes

I pray for strength
clarity of purpose
refrain from joining in.

(For Eugi’s Weekly prompt: neighbour)

I Am Beast

These barriers –
iced over sentiments
barbed-wire wounds –

How do we reconcile
when questions
resist answers?

What remains
to be solved?
I retreat into misery

Should never have allowed
heart to even hope –
Belle, you torture me so.

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)

Hopeful In a Time of Confusion

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)

Still Travelling

Travel East
in search of self

Half family extends
unexpected warmth

Is my identity here
with stranger-brothers?

I contemplate pausing
surrendering to other

But this is sleep-walking
the distance still remains

Journey has no end
till soul has purpose

and wisdom relieves
the wounded child.

(Submitted for Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt:identity. Image shows an old house with wrap around porch in monotone. From my personal collection.)

Clarion

Formation of swans
blaring advance, lift my lens
spectacle captured
ennui momentarily
broken – contemplate message.

(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. This time, it’s a tanka. Image my own.)

Seeker

Travel is the ask,
so many questions – answers
just fragments of truth.

(Seeker first appeared here January of 2109. I resubmit it here for Reena’s Exploration Challenge #143: featured image.)

Shadow Dancing

Inessential am I
ghost of a woman
burden avoidance

Imperfect am I
each flaw a step
towards deepening blue

And yet, I exist
purpose unknown
shadow dancing.

(Image: Self-portrait)

Write Me an Ending

Ego fiercely defends
status quo, perceives
movement as predator

Soul craves peace,
provoked by the illusion
division the public glide

How do we manage
when progress, stripped bare
displaces understanding?

Alone, I cycle through
these observations
encounter jammed passages

Dismayed by deviancy
messages aimed to exploit
the vulnerable naked and blind.

(For Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt: observation. Image my own.)

Surreal

Strains of “Desperado”
float through my mind
as images of the plague
assault me- this new life
too much, future unforeseeable
caught in a dystopian novel.

(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)