Syntax

Trade you an ‘n’for a ‘v’, I saidto the moonto the sunto the birdat my window All obligedand nowmy lonely dayis lovely,lovely,lovely. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @VjknutsonArt my own.)

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Pestilence

Words, like cricketsleap from my mindchirping pests whosetrajectory eludesdulled reflexes,scuttling aboutperiphery of logic Harmless, really,in the singular –cacophony of multitudesthreatening to multiplytake with themsemblance of sanity Intuit a rhythmI counsel selfto define the notes in workable phrasescapture essenceand reason message but the invadersadverse to linearitydisappear beneaththe floorboardsof my conscious mind. (Found this poem, languishing in […]

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Word Farmer

I farm reflection plant seeds of wrath, soil black – insatiable words nurtured by mind-storms and rays of passing enlightenment. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson.  Image mine)

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Shameless

Words seduce – I respond with alacrity Tingling fire infatuated as I am – Creativity’s whore. (Tuesday’s Twitter day.  Visit me @Vjknutson.  Image from personal collection.)

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Letters and Words

Letters jostle for position back-up attempt to regroup get detoured Frustration builds and obstacles pop-up – cognition faltering Circuits are jumbled pathways rerouting patience exploding expression lost. Word recall out of order Word recognition under construction Is there an exit from this nightmare? (Brain fog affects cognitive functioning.  I first wrote this piece in 2015 and […]

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Word Scat

Drop words like scat – an odorous trail, mixed ramblings, deterring detection – from numinous and life-affirming to egregious and vile – follow me if you can. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter, @Vjknutson.)

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Utterly Redonculous

Looking for a rock at present, preferably a boulder, might dig myself a cave and await resurrection sacrilegious, I know, but the tasks are overwhelming and the words – just too much! I mean, eleutheromania? The mere utterance enough to make me run for cover and now I am to believe that pulchritrudinous equates with […]

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Rebellion Incited

Listen up! My words, like children, need tending to, codling I can’t just go all willy nilly and let them run amuck although they are liking the idea and what’s that knocking at my door strange ideas…. oh, this will never do – I keep a tight ship here – order and perfection those are […]

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The Pen Is To Blame

This is pen is far too vociferous, illuminates the disabled rage, dismissing my concerns, as if outgoing messages are company for its dispassionate agenda. No privacy for ailing, sleeping, I would physically eject the offending appendage, but cannot bear reopening of wounds, recognizing the sins are mine, no matter how unintentional. Words can be a […]

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