this once content reed, flails
wind seeks to rip from mooring
torrent twists at peace
dusk to dawn, I wrestle
hot tears silent fall
gash displaces scars sewn shut
*
But light is on the horizon
before ink sets dry
warm breeze blanket will heal
soft rain cleases wounds
faith holds this vessel steadfast
hope will make me whole
This song reminds me that I need not be weighed down by life’s burdens
held back
unbroken spirit lassoed
chomping on life taking bit
unable to run free
held back
sails luffing
reaching in futility
winds just beyond reach
held back
hands restrained in shackles
prisoner of fate
thrashing brings pain
held back
creative connection broken
thoughts flail for conduit
inkless lies my pen
Today marks week five of nine weeks that I am casted and braced. One single index finger does my bidding until it too lies impotent from the pain.
she who risks her life
seeking life in the snow
mother’s warmth
*
warm your arms
serving with no complaint
broken, impatient
Each of us have been recipients of the selfless care of others. As I face surgery on Wednesday and more weeks of recovery from my accident, I am grateful to family and friends who are taking care of all the details in my life.
And thanks to Kristjaan for the haiku journey toward Selflessness
Words whispered in candle light
trust of one
vows spoken
perhaps intentionally taken
by one
long stem roses
often sent
no reason given
who were they to?
red with guilt
vow given
twisted thorns
agreement sealed
the last petal falls
in blood
the gold band broke in pieces
too easily
pictures of a couple
in separate frames
bottle where tears collected
shattered from overuse
dreams discarded in rumpled newsprint
don’t look back
our love was already gone
Fluidity v softmotion
our worlds ~converge
some call it love
commitment
us
V
intertwined
united
undulating
as one
*
*
why
pushing away
small
sharp
ascerbic
words
crashing
against
my heart
listen
hear
cracking
begin
one line
becomes
another
ugly
ripple
sound
crashing
existence
until there is
nothing
toput
back
to
g
e
t
h
e
r
!
!
V
It’s another week for Flash Fiction on Friday in exactly 55 words with G-Man. The smashing host from coast to coast.
Thanks to Steve Jurvetson http://www.flickr.com/photos/jurvetson/80023028
&
What am I
a person?
no- an object
***
Push this button
pull that
switch
***
with a flick
of your wrist
you have it
***
anything
everything
you want
***
I am fallable
feeling
fed-up
***
Over
drive
has a new meaning
**
you drove over me
one time
too many
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Writer of children's literature, short stories and poetry
