Empty spaces hold
wonder, I drop emotion
focus on present
open mind to mystical –
creativity takes flight.
(Written for Eugi Causerie’s weekly challenge: mystical. Image my own.)
Tag: poetry
Disgruntled Writer
Emotions a mess
no security in words
page invites finesse
thoughts tumble, filters falter
longueur of sentences bore.
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)
Indomitable
Fickle, I am –
life cycles catching me
unaware, unstable –
Lessons I appreciate
opportunities to expand
heart…mind…
But this isolation
this carrel-based living
limits perspective
Still, I try.
Peace Implied
Quiet now, places
harbouring my memories –
river dreamcatcher –
nostalgia floats on swan’s back
past bridges linking time lapsed.
(Tuesdays I borrow from my Twitter account #Vjknutson. Image my own)
Remain Steadfast
Illusory this ideation of separation
intricate the webs that bind us
Politicians focus on the holes
pander to the vacuous –
Seekers resonate with connection
consciousness raising awareness
Remain steadfast protestors
your vibrations wide-reaching.
(submitted for Reena’s Exploration challenge: prompt the featured image.)
No Way In
These shackles may be but illusions
but the conditioning lingers –
I’m not enough
lack the look
the chic
fall short of acceptable
Add age and I am
forever sentenced
to monachopsis –
an outsider,
circling.
(Image mine)
Maladjusted
Immersed in trauma
I excel – bleed compassion
Can cut to the chase
employ know-how
Remain cheerful
whilst inhaling paranoia
Determined to connect
square the issues
But offer me kindness
touch with intent
and I will withdraw
gingerly inept
unaccustomed as I am
to Love’s cosmos.
(Submitted for Eugi Causerie’s weekly prompt: cosmos. Image my own.)
Still, I Dream of You
Bound to this saudade –
the agony of knowing
I let you go, rejected
a love so pure –
the road has been long
pitted with heartache
you, my greatest regret.
(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter. Image my own.)
Call It Denial
He polishes chrome
while she shuffles Tarot
Luck temporarily
suspended by edicts
Life in limbo highlights
the chasm – incommunicado
They maintain distance
choking on tension
Define this as home…
(Image mine)
The Colour of Change
I crave orange –
not the shade of deceit
oozing in political corners
I seek fiery tones
the hues of transformation
the promise beyond this cocoon.
(Image my own.)
One Woman's Quest 