Stirred

Unheralded, an apparition in white – wings enveloping, uplifting soul cries, voiceless, powerless – no pause on perfection she follows coastlines while I travel roads, fades from view her shadow lingers, wraps me in melancholy one minute of rapture – enough to make me mourn. (Inspired by the sudden appearance of an egret while shooting […]

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Close Call

In dreamtime, he comes, my eclectic animus – sometimes raven, often tree, he seduces – first in conversation then in arousing flesh – Spellbound, witless, my edges soften, melt, and just at the moment of near surrender, lucidity knocks, yanks me from watery depths – sets me back on conscious soil – Anchored anew, I […]

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Foundational Flaws

Proficient at constructing frames, I plaster over old mistakes, convinced that survival equates with marble – am I not a living example of metamorphosis? Yet, my doorways lack locks and there are intruders in the basement – confidence dissipates as rage heightens – optimism evanescent. (Penned for the prompts of Ragtag Community – marble; Fandango […]

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Darn Finances

Money – that vital ingredient – threatens to rebuke us, these haphazard habits equating to negligence. Investments – retirement’s foundation – falter, then plunge, a mini crisis hitting too close to home. Change – prodded by re-evaluation – commands control, scoffs at ideal’s naiveté, imperfection highlighted. (Written for dVerse’s quadrille night, hosted by Whimsygizmo, whose […]

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January’s Frost

As Mother counts her last days, and I open my heart to forgiveness, a daughter calls, reaming me out for wrong-doings – January is not cold enough to freeze tempers – family coals burn and shatter, and all we can pray for is metamorphosis.  Soon, I will return to warmer temperatures, attempting to elude this […]

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Waiting on Heaven

“My children have come home to watch me die,” she tells her doctor, repeats to me, #5, when I arrive. “You leave the world the same you came in,” Doc said, as if that makes sense, as if that offers comfort. “We don’t want to see you suffer anymore,” I offer. She agrees, tired of […]

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Wonderland

Water still as glass Alice-like my mind slips through looking-glass upside down world portraying perfection – halcyon days a small bird’s sweet note rejoices. (Written for Ragtag Community’s, halcyon, and Manic Mondays 3 Way Prompt: rejoice. Image from personal collection.)

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Naughty or Nice

Naughty thrilled her – lacked inhibitions toward elicit, tantalized by promised ‘nice’ Imagined blood red petals strewn atop steamy suds, champagne flutes and intoxicating entanglements. Fantasies never ran to infested walls crumbling in barren captivity – his version of naughty turned her blood to ice nothing about the scenario ‘nice’. (Tonight is the last Open […]

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Irrational

Past, present, future time sequentially frozen – logic holds no sway when fear and emotions rear, exist despite boundaries. (A tanka for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge – exist/today.  Also linking up with Manic Mondays 3 Way Challenge – frozen.)

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Waiting for Recharge

I alternate between vigorous activity and coma-like crash.  It’s the nature of this disease.  No middle ground, it seems.  Or maybe that’s just the nature of this personality. We celebrated Christmas early this year.  A Saturday afternoon gathering, and I cooked.  First time in four years.  I felt a certain sense of pride till the […]

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