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Lovers’ creed #poetry #whatdoyousee

#whatdoyousee image prompt

So I glimpsed a wayward soul
Hot and cold it summoned me
A promise that we’d be whole
We sought love’s rising tides
We hoped to weather its storms

But the Lovers’ creed was cruel
An adventure riddled with risk
Where tides rose to fill our gaping needs
Only to leave them wider

In the eye of storm
where soulmates dwell
and lone hearts roam
I am surrounded by bittersweet pain
For even love must have balance
Must have an anti-love

So I glimpse that wayward soul from a distance
For its beauty
For its promise
For its resilience
And I know that once more
I will hearken to love’s call
Resigned to what awaits me

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When light falls from heaven #whatdoyousee.

When light falls from heaven
The finest rays linger in the deep
And wonders bloom beneath the surface

If you weren’t so smitten by stars
If you only looked a little closer
A little longer
A little deeper
Then maybe you’d learn-
to go beyond consuming beauty
To nurturing it

So build a bridge below as well
Through the depths where secrets dwell
And souls truly meet
Make a channel of glass
That you may voyage in substance
That you may see with open perspective
That you may find the quintessence of beauty
For when light falls from heaven
It rests in wonders beneath the surface

#whatdoyousee prompt

Hope you enjoy this. Looking forward to your thoughts..

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Update. Sharing. Poetry. #Special links

Hey there Reader,
I hope all is well with you. If not, may you find some compassion and consolation here.

The load, struggles, and sacrifices aren’t getting any lighter for me as we enter the festive season. I can’t recall dreading an end of year like this one. But neither can I remember accomplishing in a single year, what I have done in 2022. December is key for me to take 2023 in stride, so there’s no room to slacken. Such a shame because I’m usually a serial gypsy soul during the December holidays. Alas…

What I’m truly dreading, are Semester finals, commencing on the 2nd of January.
The university has run us ragged. Three Semesters in one year! Barely a week’s holiday between them.
Good news is I’ve passed all the exams so far; some highly, others with ‘meh’ marks.

I don’t want to rumble on about classes so I think this is the perfect time for a poetry interlude:

Beneath the cherryblossoms of Okinawa
I wiffed a renegade scent
and named it Sakura
In the waterfalls of Benin
I espied a moonlit orchid
that baptised me Kota
Through the Appalachian vale
A whisper rode soft Chinook winds
I sought you
and the reincarnation
Of our forever

DL Finn, an amazing author, reviewed my book last month and it was really positive. She loved the story in the Realms of the Mist.
In case you’re still on the fence about getting it, you can read her full review HERE

Naturally, tuition fees have taken their toll and had a huge impact on my lifestyle this year, to the point of struggling for some basics (but we have to make sacrifices, right?).

So much for being the cool, booky, rugby-playing writer who all the guys invited, and girls showed up for. I’ve almost completely abandoned the social scene this year, and I’ve even had to hang up my rugby boots.

Sometimes I like to think they all miss me but I’ve lived long enough to know that the world moves on quickly without you. Good thing is that I’m moving too, and I still have my lifelong bestpals (we always check in on each other).

Okay, another poetry break? Don’t answer that. Ofcourse.

Sharing pain oozed special pleasure
For joy belonged to everyone
But despair was my own
My precious
Yet her eyes mirrored iridescent sorrows
My misery wallowed in their depths
My will capitulated in her embrace
I was caressed into love's voracious maw
Hers forever.

I had my very first author video interview with Elizabeth Gauffreau a few days ago. She also wrote a comprehensive review for Realms of the Mist.

You can read her review, and watch the interview HERE. I was nervous but enjoyed the experience.

Much as I’m missing out on the ‘fun’ side of life, I don’t have any regrets. At the beginning of this year I committed to a two-year self improvement kickstart. I knew all this would happen, though the post-pandemic inflation coupled with heightened academic expenditures has crippled my finances to dier lows. Frankly, I’ve been forced into becoming a social recluse.
But the fire inside me is burning brighter than ever.
My soul has dwelt in the darkness
And I do not fear it
I take my flame in hand
Seek my forlorn despair
Give it warmth
And light the way to our dreams.

I was going to sneak in some extra poetry but I just did that, right?
WRONG. I’ll assume everyone is calling for ‘one more’. A guy can dream, right?

I wrap my decadent soul in loneliness
And venture into the sullen
Goodbye oh whithering sun
The cords of dark existence have me
My hope decays into delusion
Each step is wrong
Each word amiss
Awaiting night
Wishing I was anywhere but here

In this moment I’m finding it hard but I hold on to all the good things I ought to be thankful for, and that gets me through quite a bit.
The poetry in italics is from my twitter, where I write these and more short pieces during brief breaks. I miss reading and writing more wholesome work on wordpress, but I’ll have to do so in small bits. Bare with me for now.


I welcome you to share some of your happy moments, as well as the difficult ones that you’ve experienced recently in the comments.