Passion for writing ignites my soul's momentum
Who instigated the abandonment?It’s an ugly questionmanifests pretensionsboth sides righteous…blinded When the rage subsidesfaith will interveneand acceptance –a milestonewill springboard recover, victims’voices gaining clarityintent amendedlaunching into loveonce again. (Love Cycles first appeared here May, 2018. Resubmitting it for Reena’s Xploration Challenge: milestones. Image my own.)
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Way forwardbut a foggy trail Who coined thesethe Golden years? Light a candlewill you…better yetone for each year… that should illuminatesomething… (Image my own.)
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Chronic this painfinite the energyfuels each day Ability to wonder,marvel at nature –without limits Thoughts, like leavesbreak away, swirlfloat on the wind – I am at onewith possibilityfree to create (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
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Ground beneathshiftingonce solidnow swirlingdissolving –gritty eddiesof sand… Would be a desert stormif not standingat water’s edge;nothing for itbut to leaptake a riskand fly… (This poem first appeared here as Flying Fish, in 2016. Now edited and retitled for Eugi’s Weekly prompt: swirling. Image my own.)
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Talk to me of horsesthe young man saysthin locks of blonde mattedon a sweaty brow, flashes of bluethat fade as eyes succumbto weariness, the constantwhoosh, whoosh of respirator. Talk to me of horses:the world is losing its gripand I care not aboutthe weather or car mechanics,but I dream of horsesand I am feeling so emotional […]
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The pages of this lifebound by aging leathergilded letters cracked intended meaninglong forgotten No images adornthe weathered facethe colour faded shade of auburnlike my haironce upon a time Spine still sturdythreads frayingcorners curling –indicators ofa life well read. (Written for Reena’s Xploration challenge #176. Image my own.)
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Snow drifts in blanketing wavesI’ve forgotten the colour of grass We plow out paths, add saltpretend it’s all manageable Do not speak of riskshow slippery the route ahead Soon, the thaw will cometemperatures rising, rain We’ll slosh through the muddisgruntled and weighed down Projecting hope in the first sproutsSpring bearing the promise of renewal. (Linking […]
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I’ve been remiss in expressing appreciationall the years you’ve carried me – stride confident, pace swift, head turning grace – We wobble now, you and I,strength questionablestilted soldiers forging againsta tide of contrary currents Remember endless laps in the poolprepping for provincial meets,then dancing till the wee hoursgetting down with disco? We were champions, you […]
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Postcard happiness –not a thing –life is fluidtexturedmystery Revel in each breatheach painthe strengthof Spirit guiding. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
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Ingredients for despair –illness, COVID, loss –all meted…Never did follow recipes I see only openingspotential for enrichmenthow the lens has powerto ruminate or celebrate (Art my own)
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