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A Choice

Poke underneath my skin and you will find
a place of tenderness that’s sensitive.
Emotions hide there out of sight, yea, live
beneath your vision, keeping your eyes blind.

You talk with me and you would never know
this hurt exists and stabs its piercing knife
into my every day. I cover strife
with laughter. No, these feelings must not show.

I am a puppeteer who pulls the string
to dance and act through daytime valleys low.
The disappointments shout in loud voice, flow
around me like a river’s current, bring

a shadow over sunshine. I ignore
them, favor joy that knocks upon my door.

 


Unwelcome Land

An upcoming emotional terrain
awaits and I withhold my sacred breath.
Breathe now with unfamiliar shallow strain
as feelings might well drown and cause my death.

Outside of me these circumstances live
with roots that hold the ancient tree up strong.
Inside I argue, hoping they will give
in, weaken and let loose to right this wrong.


2 Comments

Hello, Birds

Well, I’m having fun being back at 20 Lines.

The little wingèd creatures come to view
and charm me as they clean the grounded seed.
Now winter’s gone and everything is new,
including those who wear their springtime blue.

I watch them from the deck or through the glass,
these fliers who make up this April’s class.
They come from skies that seem to toss them here,
their wings providing necessary gear.

(a rispetto)


Priming the Pump

I need to prime the writing pump again,

go deep into the well where words reside.

I reach into the past for fountain pen

so I can prime the writing pump again.

When traveling in France I’ll cruise the Seine

or swing through universes planet-wide.

I need to prime the writing pump again

go deep into the well where words reside.

(a triolet)


Hello Again

I just want to say that I have made my blog private for awhile. Therefore, I hope to return to 20 Lines and do a bit of writing here again. This is such a home for artists of words and images and I feel comfortable here. How many new people have joined since I was here last. I look forward to coming to know you through your work and comments.

I have taken Melissa up on her publishing offer through Sable Books and as of last night’s conversation with her, am going to publish my second book of poetry. After a few back-and-forth emails and one long phone conversation, I know Sable is the right choice for me. I would encourage any of you who are thinking of publishing to give Sable Books a try. I am so excited to be in the beginning stages of compiling my book. 

I could hardly sleep last night because words and ideas pushed around in my mind for attention. It was such a happy conglomeration of thoughts, though, and I am ready to forge ahead.

Here I come, Sable. Thank you for being there for me at just the right time.

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