Re-Cycling

Age, a rocky torbegs attitudinal shiftmore wonderthan fortitude Cyclical, actuallywisdom allottingchildish valoura dash of mellow. (For RDP’s prompt: mellow. Image my own.)

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Gnawing

I’m gnawing on possibilitythe suggestion that my dabblingcould amount to something What? my gut protestsreminds me of limitationsphysical constraints But I’ve had room to breatheand resources at handand creativity, expansive dwells in possibilitynibbles at suggestionsmind scrabbles to find excuses – laundry,a drawer that needs sortingbut the door has opened and I’m seeing a patha way […]

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Resilience

Purpose – much coveted despair-driven – has returned. Energy – motivation to proceed – building Willingness – once vibrant now constrained – resists. Chasms – loss created unparalleled – require bridges. Purpose – discovery born enthusiastic – persists. (Resilience first appeared here in October, 2018.  I submit a slightly revised edition here for Ragtag Community’s […]

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Spiritual Tugging

My house is in order! I shout to a cosmos intent on ignoring my pleas chthonic forces insist on invading dreams psychic locks ineffectual no barriers to protect when soul mocks purported equilibrium Order, spirit answers, is a temporal concept; continue to grow. (For Ragtag Community’s prompt: temporal.  Image from personal collection.)

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Christmas Baking

Dates soften in the pan – I stir with preoccupation fresh-faced excitement motivating each step. I measure sugar, oats, flour, the enormity of my heart’s capacity to love these young ones. Add butter, and mix, each stroke a hug, anticipating enjoyment a sweet connection. Pat and bake, timer set, bright eyes and tiny palms lift […]

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Blowing Off The Dust

Flagrant this disregard, this blatant indifference I have come before you broken and desperate and been received with loving compassion, openness. “It was not I who abandoned you” – the words still echo in my heart. In shame, I hang head, vow to prepare my spiritual bowl to resurrect a prayerful practice to know once […]

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Broken Shell

Cocooned, I am enclosed, secure shut down Ignore initial stirring – like a skipped heartbeat Convinced this retreat is cemented Have had enough life too harsh soul too sensitive and yet, there it is again – gathering momentum uninvited sensations, emotions morphing into words commanding expression growing wings, battering my barriers flocking towards light poems […]

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Was That Really Me?

Was that really me, signed his life away fresh-faced, innocent marched North then sailed East to unknown seas? Fuelled by anticipation, anchored by camaraderie, that boy who crawled through jungle deep weathered Burma heat and nightmarish infestations, adrenaline pumping infiltrated enemy lines unarmed, feckless nursed fears with booze adopted false bravado. Was that really me, […]

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Inspired

Oh, this symphony, this magnetic resonance – my brain is on fire, a duende spiralling mystical discovery. (Ragtag Community’s daily prompt is duende.  I am also linking up to Reena’s Exploration challenge #111, in which the linked video is the prompt. Credit to Aeon.com.  Photo from personal collection.)  

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It Is In the Darkest Hour…

In darkness, eyes open search for light – touch fear find faith In darkness, I stumble lose my way, stop, pray, listen anew In darkness, vulnerability strength emerges priorities engage soul mends. (For Reena’s Exploration challenge – prompt is title of this piece; and Ragtag Community’s – mend.  Image from personal collection.)  

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