Envisioning breakup –past haunting possibility –she navigates uncertaintyan angry dreamer Tries to settle on truthbut with rage as filtershe processes and processesreaching no solid ground Love, she concludes,is beyond availabilityplans a solitary existenceuntil vulnerability caves again. (for Eugi’s Weekly prompt: haunting, and Reena’s Xploration challenge: filter.Image my own.)
She flowsunapologetic of her girth,does not flinchat barges scoring her surfacenor paddle boats laden with curiosity. Confident in her fluidity,she bears the secrets of life –the sludge of humanity in her belly –stirs the minds of merchants, and children,tolerates those who gather at her banks. The final word is hers – she knows –no boundaries […]
Baiting her line with incantationsshe casts her spell… imaginesan ocean of possibilitiesready to nibble at her bidding As if words hold swayand patience, power; believes right intent is lure enoughto reel in destiny, determine fate. (Rewrite of piece formerly entitled ‘Fishing’.Image my own. Perhaps a silly goose?)
I love the pic with the wire fence. It reminds me of peaceful rural areas, which we enjoy seeing during our weekend trips. Your poems are lovely.
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Thank you, Eugenia. This is from one of my favourite drives.
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Lovely.
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Thank you!
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the words and the wire fence brought back beautiful memories of my grandparents place…….they had a wire fence just like that around their garden. thank you! 🙂
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The wire fence evokes something in me too, but I can’t place it. Thanks Wendi.
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You are very welcome VJ….thank you for sharing.
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These are lovely! I like that last line “seasonal moodiness!” 😀
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Thank you!
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