Enslaved Tercet

Mesmerized captive, tightrope walked

On own palm’s lifted line of heart

Reeled in by thieving eyes’ art

 

 

 

“RE” – reflection

“Re” – reflection

Retro parade

Of life’s

Black white

Reel to reel

Left me

Breathless

 

Bursting with

Would be

Could be

Should be

Only if, then(s)

Sighs replete

 

There is

No retake

No prefix to fix, once

Seconds minutes hours

Thunder under

Time’s bridge

Whistling shuffling

That was it

 

Scrambling

At the edge

Facing destiny’s

Thrown gauntlet

Shaken not beaten

Best NOT

To retrace, instead

Take a leap forward

With implicit faith

RE in regrets

Are futile at best

To get on in life

With time in hand

On own terms is best

Obliterating the rest

Life‘s lesson number one

Destiny’s dealt

Hand thus finally won

**picture is from internet:getnidoskidos.com

Let me be..

Live Edifice by Association

Germ of thought

Sprouted words

Words got strung

In sentences

Which in turn

Got associated

With humanity

 

Each person with own

Humane story

Waiting to be told

Leading to multi hued

Quilt of heaving

Humanity with myriad

Emotions -teeth clenched

for survival…biding time…

 

For that one moment

When a needy trusting hand

Softly steals into their hearts

Sharing simple warmth

Connections are forged-

A living protoplasm joins

Its own wee heaving isle

Of grief and joy to other

Grieving cells

 

A chain of life

Is formed leading

To one throbbing

Heaving heartbeat- a city

Within the concrete city

Needing no ground

To stand upright

 

Its foundation laid

In that hallowed ground

That is beyond time’s

Eroding hand- an edifice

of bricked human hearts

set in emotional glue

Moistened with tears

 

Every heart that touched

Another- left a bit

Of own heart back

At same time took piece

Of other’s heart back

Enriching this sharing

for posterity

 

(** this is inspired by the 911 movie Extremely Close, Incredibly Loud)

Journey To Solace

The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise some where ~John Muir

Journey for Solace

Heart in mouth

Crossed hairpin

Mountain bends

 

Drove beyond

Dipping valleys

Up steep passes

 

Grief’s shadows dissipated

As thinned air gave pause

Jumpstarted paused heart

 

Weighted soul burst into song

Blood gushed to gaping holes

Pock marking traumatized heart

 

Quilted nature’s green patches

Sustenance starved swatches

Reaffirmed destiny’s universality

 

Hugging descended calm walled

In by succor gained from sight

Of nestled sacred grove therein

 

I was ready to tackle world again

Look fate in the eye and if necessary

Unsheathe hibernating gumption to defy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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