Arcs

truth eludes me as all evidence of anger I once felt floats away in arks of tears and self-delusion I ponder on arcs of life moving in circles letting myself be illuded by what I now feel atoms of thoughts rearranged in different molecular forms redefine identity - repeatedly I love misleading others but am …

Voice of the Soul

switch off bright lights in the night -let white noise reach a high pitch with no glitch, soul will be whole, play its role - questions asked without a mask https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/10/03/saturday-mix-lucky-dip-3-october-2020/

New way of life

have you ever felt being dropped stratospheric existence cropped? -vagaries of disturbed life uncertainty growing rife -then a new order emerged acceptance, will to live surged have you ever felt being dropped stratospheric existence cropped? https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/09/05/saturday-mix-lucky-dip-5-september-2020/

Loneliness Tableau

what happens when youshare my view of life-and what happens whenyou don't - but remainwhere minds don't meet, yetlive under one roof https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/08/08/saturday-mix-lucky-dip-8-august-2020/

Conflict rife

your absence cut me like a knife before I moved from girlfriend to wife now it is a constant strife to retain freedom in my life arguments galore, conflict rife If the word is ‘rhyme’ or is is ‘rhyfe’? https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/07/25/saturday-mix-rhyme-time-25-july-2020/

The End

His words cut deeper than a knife. But it was not he first time she heard that. She had lost all respect for the man, who had continually been subverting her existence, and insulting her for years.  Her completeness made him aware of his inadequacy. Her calmness triggered a storm of negativity in him. A …

Do the birds know they are famous?

empty nests with a cushion of hay I see birds that fly away on sky ramps - sashay plan and lay -claim   their place in mysterious dark grey waiting for the clouds to spray on earth, go away- to hide, play games?   murmurations - they all form and splay finding space somewhere to …

Squared up

I thought as much you’ll be next fate does not forgive a crime What goes around will come around You may not know it, that’s the trap proof of sin is in the text Inscribed on annals of time shadows are dark, but there’s no sound It reflects all, and keeps no crap In folds …

What will I do?

let me come in says jar of sin not kith or kin -I shut the doors   then look inwards and head towards the sands… Coward! -my mind roars   what will I do if I could go all the way - do what I abhor   I may sin too not remain true let …

Fly my kite

The wind was a howling wolf sounds pierced eardrums but could not enter precincts of my soul emptiness evident it was all noise and no words sounds become music with a rhythm with a connect with energy to move something within   O wind, travel back and find meaning in the skies in the planets …