Pain

Pain. I push against itchallenge it A warrior intent on provingI am… indestructibleunwillingto flinch Convincedthat denialequals power Except, it gnawsat my edgestears me downbit by bit Just as I prepareto succumb…clarity …this is invitation …surrender is a gift …pain is passage I let goabsolve myselfof the need…. (Pain first appeared on One Woman’s Quest II […]

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Rain

Rain has returnedWinter’s fickle natureoverturning hope I cower beneath bedsheets, bodyon fire – await an impulse greaterthan this pain –creativity the antidote. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.

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Sky

How is it the sky knowsthe heart’s secrets? My blood simmersinfernal this pain A stream of cloudslit by a fiery horizon reflects what wordscannot express How is it the sky knows?

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Cracking the Code

Adept at uprooting, conditioned to follow chaos – know my place there. Kindness unsettles – each ray piercing cracking the crust unleashing a prism both painful and joyous – legacy of dysfunction. (Poem from Twitter @Vjknutson.  Image from personal collection.)    

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Numb

Pain no longer a threat having found numbness – semi-permanent vacation from insistence of chronic battles, this unchosen life. (Image from personal collection)

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Prey

Brought you my pain – swaddled like a baby, a tiny fledgling not yet ready to fly – craved nurturing – missed the hawkish glint, the vicious drool – all remnants of sanity now shredded.

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Chronic Companion

She sits with me at breakfast, follows me to the park, hovers on the drive home, celebrates when I lie down, snuggles in with warming pad, and moans… Not a companion I would have chosen, preferred the active, athletic life, and yet She complains with me in the afternoon, invites excuses during dinner, grounds me […]

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Grey

Lured by azure waters, the promise of carefree days, I cruise ocean’s waters, dream myself exotic. Grey clouds loom, mock this pretence – waves swell crash, blacken horizon – delusion loosing ground. What force is this, drags me into aphotic depths, insists I swim in darkness? Have I not proven tenacity, claimed a place amongst […]

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The Toll

Am not the woman my children once called Mother – can see the disappointment in their anger-blotched expressions, feel the constraint in their voices – distance between us tugs on my heart, plays with my conscience, as if illness is choice – a contrived plot to rob them of their expectations – hope they can […]

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Gains and Losses

The mistress, meticulously groomed glows a sun-kissed bronze shimmery invitation, promising seductive sensations of pleasure and release. The husband, tense, overworked, emotionally overwrought heeds the call like a sailor following the lure of sirens. The flirtation begins in innocence, he sips from her splendour at a party, tastes her bittersweetness and feels himself losing all […]

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