Does illness have a voice,and if so; is it melancholy,or dark and dank, divulgingdeepest despair, or revealinga vileness of nature? Discord creeps along my veins,disrupts muscles, systems failingunder the oppression –“Stay strong,” friends counsel,cannot hear the gathering storm,feel the heaviness cloaking me. I am not myself, but then;who am I? Is disease a mutationof the […]
Discharge the gun –protection a vesselthrough which our depthsare undefined…adrift Fear is a burrowerwears a false crownbirths losstrusts danger Hearts beg,amid this trigger-readinessfor a guardian – unafraidto court this meaningless Futility unchecked –to study productive optionsunimaginable in the current state of chaos on repeat. (Art my own)
These bones, they saywill finish me – too brittleto withstand the race But I am Willowrecollection wispymy dance defiant Porous as a sea spongesoaking up each daymettle despite the rattle (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Beautiful and there are no mistakes in poetry, VJ.
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Aw, Eugi. You are sweet. Thanks
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Most welcome, VJ.
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I love this integration of image and text!
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Thanks Liz
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Wonderful V.J.
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Thanks Heather. Except for the spelling mistake…
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On my first read, I read it without the spelling mistake, then I read your addendum. I had to read it several times until I saw the mistake. I thought you had fixed it! Lol
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Good to know – the brain filters
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Vj, I like the end result, but the phrase “we search for wholeness between breaths” caught my eye. Keith
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Thanks Keith
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Knowledge is an ambrosia that will quench the thirst
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Love that Sadje!
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Thanks VJ
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You’re welcome
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☺️
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