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The Living Room

THE LIVING ROOM

We’re uncertain exactly where we are
Or what it is we are for that matter
One day we found ourselves cohabiting
No idea how that happened to happen

The bedroom’s not to either of our tastes
But that matters not, we pay little heed
Spend time in sleep, dreaming or dalliance
The living room – quite another matter

For here is where we spend most of our time
Agreeing, disagreeing, arguing
It seems important to get it just right
If only our visions weren’t so diverse

No that’s not it let’s try it over here
Or maybe a slightly different colour
You say we preferred it a while ago
I have to say I don’t remember that

Paint tester pots have left their splotchy marks
Loved by the one but not by the other
A whole rainbow of dissatisfactions
Look around – our living room is a mess

All kinds of ill-matching chairs and sofas
Piled with old issues of Ideal Home
Not a place we ever sit and relax
Let’s face it … we’re just as ill-matched ourselves

We strove to create our own mise-en-scène
The expression of that that which we are
Let’s give up as we are already here
For this is our truth – a study in contrasts

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This is a response to Jamie Dedes’ Wednesday Writing Prompt

À La Mcluhan: Cinqku

À LA McLUHAN

Writing
In white ink
On white paper
Made what she had to say
Quite clear

Petrified: Four By Six

PETRIFIED

Quivering on the brink
Too nervous to engage
Deep breath … Jump! Don’t you think
Time’s come to act our age?

Weekend Wake-up Call (An acrostic)

WEEKEND WAKE-UP CALL

Stealthily,
Awakening
Tickles
Under
Rustling
Duvet
Arouse
Yearning

The Real Deal

THE REAL DEAL

Phoney connections
Sully and diminish us
And over time destroy
Our precious connection
With Soul and Spirit

While true connections
Nourish those involved
Allow Soul and Spirit
To come forward
And be recognised

Dire Legacy

DIRE LEGACY

Clearly then no one is here now
‘cept for I to be here as if for you

As if in need of a handy whipping boy
(Work with me here, work with me)

To go tick all the proffered boxes
Catch a breath and run like hell

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Happy 2019 everyone! 🙂

Familiar (with image)

FAMILIAR

A true bond
Is never broken
Birth to death
Life to life
Rooted in one another
Branches of one tree

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I came across this fine photograph on New Hampshire Garden Solutions‘ site and was moved to republish this shadorma accompanied (with his kind permission) by his photo. His site is one of my favourites, always full of both beauty and interest, and I highly recommend it.

Across The Ocean: Tanka

ACROSS THE OCEAN

“Am I coherent?”
You asked … I made a meaning
Out of what you said
Hopefully it is the one
You had in mind … But who knows?

Familiar: Shadorma

FAMILIAR

A true bond
Is never broken
Birth to death
Life to life
Rooted in one another
Branches of one tree

Only Now Is: Senryu

ONLY NOW IS

Taking the next step …
Contraction? Or expansion?
… Imagination!

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