Unexpected

Spring-loadedthe lever that releases usfrom reality One minuteset on a paththe next, victimcourse uncharted Survivors question –existentialquesters.

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Pondering Cruelty

Male mallardonce procuringoffspring, abandons Female, charged with carebecomes a target, oftenkilled by next mate I contemplate the orphansthe cruelty rendered what purpose struggle serves. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)

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Integrity Untouched

Clawed my way out of deep and devastating holes, been disembowelled by diabolical acts, choked on craven impulses, blinded by revenge, but character overrides spite, grateful integrity intact. (Image from personal collection)

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Scars and Survival

Stitches, I’ve had a few Casts and splinters and slings Avoided the C-word Radiation not needed Surgery did the trick Some scars invisible Underlying lesions Remnants of Volcanic-sized disruptions Instinctually I strive Visualize a better day Accept life’s challenges Live with fullness. (For Reena’s Exploration Challenge:

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Talk

Mother said: “Look after your sister!” What she meant was: Take these burdens off my shoulders, I am no longer able to cope. Father said: “Do as I say, not as I do!” What he meant was:  I don’t have the wherewithal to deal with my own problems, so don’t bring me yours. Sister said:  “Be […]

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The Art Of Survival

Learned the art of survival from father, a commando- trained warrior, never able to leave the battles behind A sharp-shooter, whose expert eye tracked our every fault, with sniper precision, shot us down. Innocence has no place when the enemy resides within; when trigger lines are camouflaged by wall- to-wall carpets, and young minds, craving exploration, […]

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Flying Fish

Ground is shifting below my feet solid mass swirling, dissolving into gritty eddies of sand. Would be a desert storm if I were not standing at water’s edge; nothing for it but to leap take a risk and fly. (Interest from pinterest.com)  

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Mud

Sticks and stones may be inert at causing pain, but names catch, travel, complicate the defenceless, incubate, invite curiosity, remain. So much dirt involved in building dreams, to stretch imaginations, span across crevices of despair, progress threatened by storms, emotional waters turning hope to mud, supports lost at crucial intervals, silenced by the depth of […]

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Not Dead Yet

There is safety in apart-ment living; would corral the little ones, declare responsibility, obligations as a mask for this self-banishing compulsion. Except that I am lying prone, exposed brain spilling onto concrete, shadows revealing the darkness of my condition hopelessly locked in physical inertia. I am an unwitting contributor to scientific (and pseudo) probing, audacious […]

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Under (Re)Construction

Stripped back constructs of disguised suppression stir hopeful postulations – I am bare-boned, dreaming, questioning realities marred by incestuous suspicions, intending renewal, probing dank floorboards housing codependent disharmony. This state of disrepair manifests ego-inundated trivialities, reveals burial… blackened circles of rage – coffin-like – implode, emit entombed screams – echo tremors of past fault lines, […]

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