Whispers

Do these anxious thoughts
clash with my serine eyes?
I got them on sale
and can’t decide
if I should keep them.
Marie Kondo’s method
only taught me
that they don’t bring me joy
and now I’m stuck.

#vss365 #poetry #clash

Traumatic Memory
is like a mob boss:
associates scattered
throughout the senses,
and emotion centers too.
You won’t get away
without at least
a few men after you.
Each detail inflicting pain,
fear and anxiety.
Triggered.

#vss365 #poetry #associate

Cut deep, down to the marrow.
These roots run through old canyons.

#haikufeels #monoku #onelineoctober #marrow #poetry

Even after adverting to myself,
to you am I an abstract thought?
A combination of cell,
blood, bone and membrane,
flesh too delicate for questions
for intimate moments,
for connection over
mundane day to day.
Let’s rise and fall
in loving silence.

#vss365 #poetry #advert

Neuroplasticity
Brain like a elastic machine
Bouncing back, beginning again

#vss365 #poetry #elastic

For my enemies and my failures, deep rancor.

#haikufeels #Onelineoctober #monoku #rancor

Mrs. Lovett’s Cookbook, pg. 30

Slice me up,
Grind me to a pulp
using your KitchenAid
strain and set aside.
In a blender,
add ginger beer, citrus juice
and a sprig of mint
before adding back the rest.
Once incorporated,
adorn with a mini umbrella
and enjoy with a silly straw.

#vss365 #poetry #pulp

The Fire by The Avett Brothers

After a long day,
I arrived home
with my heavy body,
the day’s blood and baggage.
You received my every bone,
washed and dried my hair
kissed my forehead
and put me to bed.
An oasis is hard to find
and I’m so thankful
to have found
such safety
and love
in you.

#vss365 #poetry #oasis

Such long days are ghastly, tiring me.

#haikufeels #monoku #OneLineOctober #ghastly

The lines bleed,
my vision blurs
And suddenly--
I can see from all perspectives
in a grand kaleidoscope.
I can see all
and yet I can focus
on none.

#vss365 #poetry #blur

Fetid bag’s bending weight, the trash is gone.

#haikufeels #OneLineOctober #poetry #fetid

Like Pi,
I’m on a boat
in an interesting predicament.
Stranded with:
Intrusive thoughts of life + death,
Anxiety the Shapeshifter, and
Uncertainty.
When they begin to fight one another,
I sink inside myself and imagine
swimming to shore.
What a perplexing conundrum...

#vss365 #poetry #conundrum

It hit the spot this morning! A perfect way to start the day

A coffee mug, apple cake and morning sun

#OneLineOctober #monoku #haikufeels

On my couch, slouching; cat snoring.. to bed we go!

#OneLineOctober #monoku #poetry
#haikufeels

How does a soul #sublimate?
Can a soul do so?
When we pass through the veil,
does our file get downloaded
on a great hard drive somewhere
as a new format?
Do we hear a bell
and receive the wings of angels?
I hope to know what to expect
when the time comes,
but for now, my soul rests here.

#vss365

Any other poets out there want to try their hand at the Inktober prompts this year? Thinking it could be cool to add into the rotation this month!

My brain burns, confused...
But to mine own heart be true.
Guide, oh Light, my path

#haikufeels #poetry #mine

The storm’s eye-
Covered in
an escutcheon of rain;
Hiding an inner sanctuary
amidst the turbulence...
A place of rest and regathering
A place where we recover
and rise again

#vss365 #poetry #escutcheon

My body, my life, my choices:
always under the highest scrutiny.
When will my voice, my choice
be enough.

#vss365 #poetry #scrutiny

My eyes open,
the pain slowly returns
to my body,
the dream fading,
reminds me
I am mortal.

#poetry

When I was young
and full of wonder,
my grandparents built a garden.
In the garden could be heard
the sonorous sounds
of hummingbirds and
the “peace” chimes.
When I am struggling,
I can close my eyes,
and remember
the hum of the wind
that calls me back home.

#vss365 #poetry #sonorous

How does one bear
the caprices of human nature?
The whimsey of the mind?
The anguish of the soul?
I can hardly bear it

#vss365 #poetry #caprice

Is it in Life’s plan
to live life’s suffering, and
feel pride for your pain?

#haikufeels #haiku #plan

As I grew up,
the piano was my solace.
A place I could say
what I wanted to say,
A place I could be confused,
have no words, grieve and celebrate.
A place were it fell more than
just the black and white
of the keys and my thoughts.
I still search for these places of solace.

#vssdaily #poetry #piano

Certainty is a ghost.
Sometimes I daydream about
finding hidden notes, clues,
or messages in bottles,
but they never come.
Sometimes I think about
The clarity of uncertainty
How critical it is to embrace
the eventuality of discomfort,
of not knowing and of the unknown.

#vss365 #poetry #eventuality

The lone call of geese,
A goodbye written on sky,
We will meet again.

#dailyhaikuprompt geese

❤️your resilience is admirable❤️

🧡your beauty is breathtaking🧡

💛you shine brighter than the sun💛

💚you are worthy of being cared for💚

🩵you are enough to be loved right🩵

💙you are so important to someone💙

💜your feelings are always valid💜

🩷you deserve the whole wide world🩷

I listen to heart
beating loud in my ears
as I trudge through
quicksand
ready to take me
and swallow me whole.
I am tired, weak,
and I’m not sure
if I’m ready for this fight.
This journey will soon tell
if I am stronger than this foe.

#poetry