What life tears apart
nature mends – cyclical flow,
divinely decreed.
(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: rip/mend)
Image from personal collection.
What life tears apart
nature mends – cyclical flow,
divinely decreed.
(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: rip/mend)
Image from personal collection.
Make blanket of green bough
our secret sanctuary – eden –
as squirrels watch
and animals rustle,
feel the purely bucolic,
leave cloudy noon,
come & give,
don a shine.
(Fridays are for Magnetic Poetry online. Â Give it a try. Â Image from personal collection.)
Contrasts, life presents –
focus on the light,
I tell myself,
eyes wandering to dark corners
been up against too many brick walls
to harbour simplicity in faith,
besides, darkness holds the light
we inevitably all follow.
(Image from personal collection.)
Evil dons a political mask,
puppetry performed
with carefully construed phrases,
public favour swayed…
and as a final ruse
deploys duplicitous vestments
declaring divinity onboard.
(For Willow Poetry’s What Do You See? challenge: image as prompt.)
This breach –
this ever-widening gap
fear induced
pits us
against them
as if humanity
can be divided
salvation
a selective process.
We need a balm
to soothe societal
wounds, a tonic
to calm the angst
until clarity
quells the uproar
and kindness
replaces this sin.
(For Ragtag Community’s prompt: balm, and Fandango’s: gap.)
Bright day –
hope breezes
through open window
sparrow lights
on windowsill
espies me cock-eyed
What wonders
keep you inside?
he queries
I sputter…
lacking adequate
response
pardon me
for abandoning…
have another call.
Caught relaxing –
ignorant sleep,
treacherous faith
beneath security
salvation preyed upon,
skin-crawling danger
support ill-gotten
rescuer threatening
outcome beastly
misunderstood
I am off-work,
harassed
refuse light
failed legs
kicking back
enemy projects
feigns warmth
damage protected.
I’ll compromise
exert smiles
exit and breathe.
(Today we attend a memorial service for a friend. Â My former co-workers will be in attendance including one who tried to stir up trouble for me in my absence. Â Grant me strength. Â I’m linking this up to Reena’s Exploration Challenge which is compromise.)
How broken those with blue hearts
who embrace only poison breezes.
I dance rhythmless,
lingering on an almost stout word
men need cool from voices
baby, girly, cat, no eternity fare
I devour the salty note
bit life surrounding that din.
(Fridays are magnetic poetry)
Mindlessly,
veer off route –
inadvertently parked.
No backing up,
passage ahead restrictive –
perseverance called for.
Overcome, I will,
plead ignorance –
pay attention next time.
Tyrannical, Â my father’s reign; the ensuing understanding of relationship dynamics twisted. Â Violence and threats peppered with “I love you”, as if one was synonymous with the other. Â I cowered with the rest, shame a heavy weight.
Oppression dictates
warped sense of love, intimate
nightmare – relearning.
(For Reena’s Exploration challenge #89. Â Relationships have been the theme of my dreams lately – thus the reversal to childhood.)