Passion for writing ignites my soul's momentum
“I’d like to get you know more,”he said, pulling up a chairmet with stunned silence “Truly,” he prodded, “I feelas if we’ve drifted apart,and I’ve ignored us.” I might have said “No kidding”but hope swelled with his wordsand I blurted: “Ask away.” So he listened,as he had that first nightwhen tipsy and enamoured We’d stumbled […]
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I was the sunyou the moontill she cameand somehowyou believedin the syzygyof three – Were we sheepthe earth womanand I, acceptingshoddy alibishearts eclipsedminds sealed bylunacy of desire? (Image my own)
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If paper beats rockI win every time Never mind steely armsyour mineral disposition Nor that I tear easily – inkblotting carefully plotted lines I wrap myself around yourender you powerless…. ….ah, love. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
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Compare every love to firstunrequited – a poetessobsessed – regret, longing No wonder I lack rootsgoodbyes stack uplike cardboard mannequins There is no presence in yearningI am automaton, disengagedheart chained to fantasy. (Image my own.)
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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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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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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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Endings berry-colouredsentimentsresting on a shelf Nostalgiadoesn’t give a lickabout failurescherishes emotion No amountof cunning can erasethe sweet taste of first love. (Image my own)
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I drink the backwashof hollowed out promises Is it me, invites indifferenceexpectations so low, selfgowned in layered shame? How do I learn otherwisebreak this toxic patternif not in pursuit of love? (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
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Has no jugularsandstone gritkeeps his hellwell barricaded She is melodybeauty flowingsees only light Classic tragedyabout to unfold. (Image mine)
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