So here it is Thursday and in the worst way
I'm finding the ground tenuous and breathing alone is failing in its efficacy
Collaboration begets deliberation begets conflagration begets destruction
Forward moving and backward thinking
In the most servile form, I am chagrined, underpinned by the notion of the top-spin that I'm going to need to get this one passed.
Make it not so
That's against the rules, though
Plausible as ever, you know
Can't let go
It's a finery of confusion
this illusion
of exclusion
to seclusion
and conclusion based...
solely on what? Disregard?
Draconian placard...
I make myself face the light and gather no warmth there
The radiance is an irritation to eyes that have ventured far from pleasant pastures to shores with jagged edges and choppy water
It's the salient principle that I can't get my hands around
Maybe it's the girth
or lack of self worth
subliminal dearth
I'm no more
than I ever was
but much less than I ever can be
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
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Poignancy rings in each word--effectively penned (and well rhymed). :) Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
than I ever was
but much less than I ever can be"
Well said!!
Love Tinka