In Calculus, I excelled
though I’d never say –
intellect, the monster,
rendered me target.
Lesson learned
I feigned disinterest
mimicked others’ struggle
tucked the tests results away
Principles of calculus
no longer apply –
shame of capability
still a failing grade.
History invents theorem
generation repeating
variations on a misery
absent fathers
mothers overwhelmed
heartache welded
into young psyches
till inspiration invites
a new hypothesis.
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Love as escapade
fails to gain respect
We crave commitment
have long term dreams
but negative encounters
shatter perspectives
so we take empty risks
settle for fleeting thrills.
(Image my own)
Paper me over
with carnal designs, I am
hourglass losing
myself in the shift – pencil
sketches facing erasure.
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Art mine)
Evening beckons
sun’s fiery glow
mocks my unrest
I am knee deep
in river’s flow
no more than
sediment beneath
human craving –
Earth’s healing
a welcome touch.
Decisions weighty
I plan but am divided
half sailing; half cowering
Optimism cheery
experience berating
Nested in tradition
craving alternatives
Can I not see that plans
are investments,
overcome the fear
in favour of expansion.
(Writing this I am reminded of the saying: “I used to be indecisive; now I’m not so sure.” Image my own.)
Evening sky fraught
with alarm – brooding
clouds menace
In morning light
all is redeemed –
resplendent the day.
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)
Picture-perfect life
who doesn’t aspire?
I’ve reframed the image
time and time again
Searched for definition
in 5′ x 7′ then 8′ x 10′
But a creative soul
cannot be confined
frames now accents
for the life that flows.
For Reena’s Exploration Challenge #159. Images mine.
I am Cimmerian
dwell in dark places
worship gloom
Mythical mystery
social oddity
thrive unseen
Approach with fear
I will devour you
Curiosity evokes rage
Compassion confuses
might shift closer
then surely disappear.
My fairy-tale-heart
dreamt of an Adonis
but his countenance
outshone my dull
Found instead
a Demogorgon
divide my time
between up and down
Like Persephone
I negotiate demonic
Hades darkness
enough for me.
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson – this one edited. Image mine.)
