Positioned scapegoat
remind me why? This exile
arid, confusing –
did not create the chaos;
merely tried to rescue you…
(Tuesday, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
Tag: poetry
Mirage
Do not apologize –
the 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 slide
heart wringing with your own sorrow
There was just something about her
men lined up to grasp… to make her
What? Theirs? Happy?
It was not to be
She barely possessed herself..
Even in death, I reach for her
try to define the ruse,
but her essence is elusive
No, you are not at fault…
for she was never really there.
(Mirage first appeared April, 2021. Image mine)
The River, My Heart
A landmark in my life, the river follows
ages, and eras: seasons measured by her flow
She acknowledges changes, bears the winter
regally, swells with confidence as Spring rains
Will walk beside me in sunnier times, and
hold my secrets as Autumn catches us in her flames
She holds my heart, my faith, always knows
and at the end of the day, oh how she glows.
(Originally posted on One Woman’s Quest II, March 2019. Image my own)
Unquenchable (tanka)
Unquenchable thirst –
drink from the fountain of wild
yet plain, I remain –
sixty years of repressed fire
shall not be easily quelled.
(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter. Image my own)
Orange
I am orange
fiery as
a sunset
bright as
an Autumn
leaf –
brilliant
in the waning
hours.
(Art my own)
Tragedy (tanka)
Melancoly drags –
one young lovelorn foot stuck in
regret’s muddy path –
ignores what is near, mistakes
what if for what is. Tragic.
(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter. Image my own)
Cheer For Spring
Cheer growth –
beneath a heavy cloud cover
Canada goose passes
overhead, while I
wander
Wander –
behind a veil of rainy grey
lens poised to capture life –
swallows swoop and
rise up
Rise up –
over rushing waters, branch high,
blackbirds huddle, demand
my attention –
focus
Focus –
reveals newness: buds breaking through,
colours promising that
chilly winds disperse,
cheer growth
Cheer growth –
behind a veil of rainy grey
blackbirds huddle, demand
chilly winds disperse –
cheer growth.
(Cheer for Spring first appeared here April 2019, and is a Garland cinquain. Image my own)
Moon Goddess
The moon,
she follows
tides, brides, shadows
Goddess of the night
an intuitive light
The moon, she listens
to the rhythms
of sighs
(Shameless promotion: This poem is available in poster form at Society6.com. Image differs. Both my own)
Duplicity
How is it I exist
in duplicate
simultaneously?
This divisive self
preoccupied
unforgiving
Facing forward
always looking back
lost in moments
(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknuton. Image my own)
The Car Crash
That time, playing in the muck,
foot emerging without a boot,
hopping and laughing
all the way home…
Then, later, on the bus
the impact of the car
the windshield cracking
like a giant spider
blood all over
the dead lady’s face
All in the past –
sunroof open
kids riding along,
music blaring
But trauma is a spider
Arachne reaching into happy places
and as much as I speed up
to avoid her,
fight to disable
her attack;
she weaves herself new limbs,
begins the onslaught anew
And I am stuck in the mud again
no longer limber enough
to dance my way home in the rain.
(The Car Crash first appeared here in March of 2020. Edited for this version. Image my own.)
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