Thinking, writing, thinking about writing…


Pearly grass, mooncast slumber,

Dawn is spreading discontent.

Vermilion grudges, diurnal rhythms,

Now blanched to spent feelings,

Now rubbled to neglect.

Parchment-grail, consciousness nudges our minds

To face the quiver of morning-sharp darts.

The questions rain faster

In pattern of windswept

In fitful stops and starts .

There is force there, even wonder

Should we have leisure to stop and seek.

But we know we rush onwards

In apocalyptic pressure, dazzling, befuddling,

Crushing the meek.


Can you tell I’m about to descend into the lions’ pit again? Two more rounds of business gladiator-ship and then I am done for this year!

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6 thoughts on “Apprehension

  1. Go forth and triumph! And continue to reward us with your soul-touching posts!

  2. Marina Sofia – This is such a powerful and sharp exploration of that kind of anxiety. Brilliant!

  3. Your poem has intense imagery.
    All the best to you! :-)

  4. You do love words! And they all have been beautifully woven into a beautiful poem.

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