Be as trees reaching
canopy of harmony –
gratitude implied.
(Haiku originally appeared here September, 2019. Resubmitted here for Eugi’s Weekly Challenge: canopy. Image my own.)
Tag: poem
Toxic
I drink the backwash
of hollowed out promises
Is it me, invites indifference
expectations so low, self
gowned in layered shame?
How do I learn otherwise
break this toxic pattern
if not in pursuit of love?
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
Karma Bites
She looks over my shoulder
that sister, born dying –
whom I mocked, cajoled
and judged so harshly
She breathes down my neck
that sister, I despised
for her sin, and mistakes
how she always abandoned me
She taunts me constantly
ridicules my failing ways
her thoughts poisoned darts
attack me at my core
My eyes are opening,
compassion too late
“Karma bites”, her ghost
hisses as illness seeps in.
(For Reena’s Xploration Challenge: karma bites. Image my own)
Time for Liftoff
Ground beneath
shifting
once solid
now swirling
dissolving –
gritty eddies
of sand…
Would be
a desert storm
if not standing
at water’s edge;
nothing for it
but to leap
take a risk
and fly…
(This poem first appeared here as Flying Fish, in 2016. Now edited and retitled for Eugi’s Weekly prompt: swirling. Image my own.)
Love’s Triumph
This shield of granite
birthed from grief
no match for vibrancy
of heart – her song
bright as cardinal
must be heard –
love outwitting loss
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Solitaire
Past love’s deadline
wolves no longer prowl
vultures, smelling rot,
circle overhead, plot
My essence is solitary
feather fallen between
wide-eyed expectancy
and maturity’s abyss
Abandonment or neglect
I truly cannot say…
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Self as Book
The pages of this life
bound by aging leather
gilded letters cracked
intended meaning
long forgotten
No images adorn
the weathered face
the colour faded
shade of auburn
like my hair
once upon a time
Spine still sturdy
threads fraying
corners curling –
indicators of
a life well read.
(Written for Reena’s Xploration challenge #176. Image my own.)
Overcoming
Feet firmly planted
earth centred
releasing a dam
of backlogged emotion
awaiting rhythm’s return
Does no good to cower
we either suffocate
in a melange of fear
and pain, or find a flow
that carries us triumphant.
Life Shifts
Had a kinship once
with gentleness
and acceptance
confidence, too
Till independence
made me tough
a fortress against
imagined battles
Married myself
to distance
disengaged
from fluidity
Age necessitates shift
those barriers of old
they’re just cons
Readopting tenderness
re-friending acceptance
confidence with humour.
(My challenge this week is con/ scams/ catfish. Image my own.)
Transformation
No birds today
snow obliterating view –
a portent?
I meditate
conjure images
of brighter days
Mindfulness
returns me
to moment
Find beauty
in what is –
transformation
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
One Woman's Quest 