Shifting Sands

The sands of time Ever shifting Layers of useless silt Piled in mounds Coating reality Strong storms brew Ferocious dust clouds swirl Envelop in debilitating disorientation Time . . . passes Stubborn sands settle anew A few grains lost to the wind, perhaps Unwavering truth poking through W3 Prompt #164: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Sheila,Continue reading “Shifting Sands”

It

I watch it dance in the periphery  Intent on infiltrating my persona Its probing fingers skirt the margins Tentatively gauging my receptiveness Why do I reject it? Block it with irrational fear Smother it with useless worries It is not easily deterred  A frequent guest at the metaphorical door Patiently chipping away the armor As it liberates tiny shafts of illumination  dVerse Poetics hosted byContinue reading “It”

Mask of Lies

Mask is donnedBehind blind truth is buriedDebil and destructive bondMask withdrawnUnforeseen anguish unleashedUnhinged without armor onMask crumblesDisguised lies divulge themselvesFrom stirring eyes truth tumbles Sadje’s What do you see # 234 I chose a form and subject from Val’s Looking at Poems Around the World: “3. Ireland: Treochair – An Irish form consisting of tercets (3Continue reading “Mask of Lies”