
Tag: poetry
Colourless Expressions
Consciousness commands
a shift of focus
tired of the clash of colours
stimulation overload
my muse is leaning towards
the nuance of black and white
A study of shadows
and shading
and how light
arouses the soul
Speak to me in subtleties
she whispers
in tones suggestive
of hidden depths
I am listening
And so I submerge myself
clear the palette of vibrant hues
and take up the lowly pencil
seek the promise
in a colourless world.
(Art my own)
Ablaze (haiku)
Aftershock
Emotional economy
in state of collapse
What fallacy is this;
what trigger shook me?
Horror-filled insomnia
possesses my psyche
It’s been 50 year since the fall –
why process now?
(Image my own)
Communication Breakdown (tanka)
The Moment is Now
Evening light casts a hopeful glow
A gentle summer breeze harmonizes
shadows fascinate, stretching into mystery
My breathing, shallow, betrays the mood
Uncertainty an unforgiving foe –
soul whispers a prayer of longing
A swarm of winged insects dance
where walnut branches part
undaunted by ensuing dark
My wings, folded in doubt’s wake,
weigh heavily on anticipation –
a learned habit of mine
Sun lingers in this season
of emerald charm, and I am reminded
that time evokes change, and I too
Am but a part of nature’s cycle
and what worry robs me of now
will not find its rhythm in Winter’s chill.
(Image my own)
Magic (haiku)
Self-Actualization
The magic is not
in crossing paths
with celebrity
Gaining entry
into inner circles
deconstructing myths
Magic is the moment
when flattery does not sway
when recognition surpasses
the gloss of stargazing
embraces inner substance
evolves into self-acceptance.
(Art my own)
Ghostly
The Lie
I lied.
The initial seed of disappointment has fermented,
and in the absence of confrontation, grown roots
written sorrowful chapters
conclusion: unworthiness
Why couldn’t I just have said:
I don’t understand
this makes me unhappy?
Where did I learn that prevarication protects
that I alone am responsible for emotions
that I do not matter?
Decades later
I still cannot uproot the weed.
The lie remains.
(Image my own)



