A Mirage

Do not apologizethe 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 slideheart wringing with your own sorrow There was just something about hermen lined up to grasp… to make her What? Theirs? Happy?It […]

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Sun Certainty

Clouds bundleshift and foldcotton strata Trees huddleconfidence incommunity Emotions stackone on anotherco-mingling hues Beneath layersan eternal glowsun certainty. (For Reena’s Xploration Challenge: layers. Image also represents the prompt – layers of photoshopping.)

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Finding Home

Do we have to be awayto find home? Not the mortgagedtwo cars in the drivewaydouble-income kind of dwelling I’m talking peacein the heart, comfortin the soul, blessed home I have felt Presencein nature, witnessed Spiritin a newborn’s eyes beheld reverence in a dyingsister’s final breath – fleetingglimpses, nothing solid I seek an eternal senseof belonging, […]

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Love Cycles

Who instigated the abandonment?It’s an ugly questionmanifests pretensionsboth sides righteous…blinded When the rage subsidesfaith will interveneand acceptance –a milestonewill springboard recover, victims’voices gaining clarityintent amendedlaunching into loveonce again. (Love Cycles first appeared here May, 2018. Resubmitting it for Reena’s Xploration Challenge: milestones. Image my own.)

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Karma Bites

She looks over my shoulderthat sister, born dying –whom I mocked, cajoledand judged so harshly She breathes down my neckthat sister, I despisedfor her sin, and mistakeshow she always abandoned me She taunts me constantlyridicules my failing waysher thoughts poisoned dartsattack me at my core My eyes are opening,compassion too late“Karma bites”, her ghosthisses as […]

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Not Thursday

Today is ThursdayI’m certain of itThursdays Mom callsafter her hair appointment But she hasn’t calledand I can’t find that showI watch on Thursday nightsDid they change the programming? And then I rememberthat garbage goes outThursday nightand so I scramble, but everyone else has forgottenhow can this be?Today is Thursdayand nothing is going right. (For Reena’s […]

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Self as Book

The pages of this lifebound by aging leathergilded letters cracked intended meaninglong forgotten No images adornthe weathered facethe colour faded shade of auburnlike my haironce upon a time Spine still sturdythreads frayingcorners curling –indicators ofa life well read. (Written for Reena’s Xploration challenge #176. Image my own.)

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Stifled Progress

Nothing about the job intimidates him –has lived the ups and downs of mental health –besides, he cries for the children, abandonedwho jump from home to institution, lost. Nods at warnings about attachment knows all the drills of the hospital feels certain he’s found his place – is hit hard by the rejection Seems personal […]

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Oppression’s Child

This outer toughness just conditioninga baby alligatorthat’s me Raised in a swampEat or be eaten!family mantra, andDeal with it! I know it’s a lotto take insee the disbeliefin civilized eyes Resistance to oppression begets deeper woundsFear taught me wellSurvival, they say, of the fittest. (For Reena’s Xploration challenge: featured image is prompt.)

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Vacating

Spirit disregards containmentshould I appear disconnected –focus lacking substance –it is just essence flowing I am whisper on wind’s lipsveil of clouds on tropical shoressun’s aureole fleeting I’ll return soon enough… (Written for Reena’s Xploration challenge: flowand inspired by the artwork featured on …Bilocalalia… blog.My image is displayed here)

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