Passion for writing ignites my soul's momentum
Chronic this painfinite the energyfuels each day Ability to wonder,marvel at nature –without limits Thoughts, like leavesbreak away, swirlfloat on the wind – I am at onewith possibilityfree to create (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
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Past love’s deadlinewolves no longer prowlvultures, smelling rot,circle overhead, plot My essence is solitaryfeather fallen betweenwide-eyed expectancyand maturity’s abyss Abandonment or neglectI truly cannot say… (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
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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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This year the plague cameand I blamed the windfor carrying destructionand I blamed the sunfor its ineptitudeand the rain,no friend of mine,only served to drownmy expectations. Lockdownand social distancemasks and antisepticshow was a soul to survive? Pushing 2020out the doorcertain reliefwould followbut change is nota date on the calendara release of circumstance I turned inwardfaced […]
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To chronicle a lifeto extract truthseparate skin from soulin search of essence I try to listento the rhythmsdiagram a blueprint am discombobulated. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
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Tripping over guilthow I need to make amends Meanwhile, charity leaves me vulnerable Lose credibility,momentum No longer a pick up for othersditched without a lifeline *** These are but feelingsI’m more comfy couchthan utility vehicleand credibility –well that’s earned Pick myself upwade through vulnerabilitygrateful for giving handssome amends best leftto the lessons gainedguilt not worth […]
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Emotions a messno security in wordspage invites finessethoughts tumble, filters falterlongueur of sentences bore. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)
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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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Forgive these ellipses… mind sputters… lost in woods… indulge attempts of emergence… seeking ambrosia… within shadowy heights. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
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Poet’s mind fragile images ripe, words lacking waste of genius shadows whisper of bathos – a rewrite is imminent. (Image mine)
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