Day 16 of 365 days of blogging. This time I give you a poem since I haven’t done one in a while. Who do you seein the mosaic artof crystalline tearsglued with experience? What do you seeas you watch mepick up the manyshattered pieces? Where did you seeme empty and tatteredcovered in cutsfrom shards ofContinue reading “Shattered Windows”
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She Stood Waiting…
Instructions for this contrapuntal form (see below for a definition): Read through once. Then start at Line 1 and read every other line. Restart at Line 2 and read every other line. Visage of hopePosted at the cornerBright eyes watchingFighting desperationTrain comes inTracks rattle omensHorn sounding arrivalDeparture imminentPromising futureRealistically grimOpen heart and mindUnsettled spirit IContinue reading “She Stood Waiting…”
The Dirt We Carry
Hidden behindthe icy veneerWalled insidethe suit of armorBuried beneaththe marble floorLies the dirt we carry Insidious in natureA by-product oflong-forgotten choicescaught betweenhard-placed rocksIt waits, wormingits way through veinsfiring synapseslike gunshotsoozing fearthrough poresuntil someonesees beyondthe facadeleaving usexposed I learned so much about icebergs during our time in Alaska. I never before thought of them being variousContinue reading “The Dirt We Carry”
The Crane
The weight of the worldLike boulders immovable Holding you pinnedFrozen in placeBone-crushing acheAsking why between shoutsOf “fight your own battles”As if holding a shield andBrandishing a swordDidn’t require empty handsWhen all you needed was Someone to help you lift
A Hollow Foundation
Relationships last for numerous reasonsEven those built on hollow foundationsSurviving through feats of desperation Afraid to let go and watch it all Just slip away into the tides’ downfallAmidst cheers and jeers the siren call Thoughts of love washed awayhiding evidence of the frayIn platitudes spiteful looks betray Wishing for respite while waiting for the endCallingContinue reading “A Hollow Foundation”
Remnant Wreckage
Tossing in the wakeStrewn along the shoreRemnant wreckageOf a love no more The once mighty shipStrength and tranquilityDanced along the landscapeA herald’s fantasy The crew maintained her visageHiding cracks, withered neglectPretending all was wellAs regard turned to regret The fateful day the tempestCame to test their fortitudeThe fragile hull splinteredAs the ship came unglued Storm-tossedContinue reading “Remnant Wreckage”
Blue Iceberg
Impenetrable density Frigid featuresResting bitch face A fortress for othersTrusted without trustingFortitude and aloofness Constantly torn betweenshining in the sunlightand burying her pain deepunder the surface Separated from the packSafety withdrawnin a series of “I was hard on you,so you could be strong.” A beacon, a lighthouseBlind leading the lostWearing trauma like armorEarned, yet undeserved “strength”aContinue reading “Blue Iceberg”
Air of Sophistication
Wine glasses clinkingcheap wine mimosasKnock-off Gucci bagscarrying maxed out credit cardsBargain basement pretenseclothed in second-hand designHiding in plain sightat out of league eventsBanishing self-deprecationwith an air of sophisticationHoping the guise holdsHometown forgottenName changedAllure addedPygmalionEscapeAloneLost I took this photo while on our Alaskan cruise. I loved the sophisticated styling of the area the lamp was foundContinue reading “Air of Sophistication”
The Matchstick Bridge: A Story in Haiku
dreams of riches callunprepared for wildernesstravelers perishing gold rush to yukon–train built for power and speedmen and provisions the matchstick bridge—angled and curved intricatepatterned triangles built for enduranceensuring safe passage throughlast frontier landscape miles above the seaviews of glacial waterfallspass between mountains across steep chasmsfeats of engineering holdwithstanding pressure While in Skagway, Alaska, we tookContinue reading “The Matchstick Bridge: A Story in Haiku”
Accessible Heights
Life presents a series of stumbling blocksEndless obstacles in our pathsPerpetually climbing, seekingSeemingly unattainable heightsUp stairs jagged, narrow, steepImposing boundaries that hold us downKeeping us from reaching, narrowingOur options until we fit some moldPre-determining our destinationBefore we reach the next levelPossibly clearing the way for moreBlinding us to our own potential I was walking downContinue reading “Accessible Heights”