Knot Poems

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Untying The Knot

Speaking from experience
as not one to falter
at the altar
its no illusion
why I came to this
wedded bliss conclusion
the institution of marriage
is one I won't disparage
for better or worse
wedlock is the bedrock
of civilisation
and of course
the only 
reason for divorce

Beyond this conscious, knot'

The power of God.' Breaks forth unguessed in surprising all
He is always at His best..As a spring appears in desert wastes
So instrutcion and prophesy fill a space.' A mouth a screen?
A song line or more..The artist even unconsciously is a door.' The window closes..That door gets shut.' through many
Transposes on lifes often dimly lit road,

Roman Yoga

Practicing hard at his yoga,
Cato convolved with his toga.
The news he was caught
In this Gordian Knot
Spread to the land of Busoga.

Unraveling the Knot of Knowledge

I was certain.
I was sure.
I knew what I knew—
until I didn’t.

A thread pulled,
a question I never meant to ask,
a whisper splitting at the seams.

The more I learn,
the less I know.
The less I know,
the more I understand.

I trace the edges of truth,
only to find them fraying.
I tighten the knot.
I loosen the knot.
I untangle it. I make

Is It Knot a Noose

     Why call it tying the knot
        Out of a knot some husbands have got
      
      Smart wives call it preparing the noose
        so that it never

Inheritance

Her grandfather called her to their front yard,
 “Come here, my child.”
“I want to show you how to mend this net,”
he said tenderly,
his fingers weathered like the ropes he held,
gnarled and worn like ancient driftwood.
But her gaze drifted towards the horizon
the pull of its horizon stronger than the weight
of his quiet hopes.
“I don’t want to

walnut what knot shelf

1950’s walnut what-knot-shelf
small compartments with tiny doodads
crystal doohickeys and miniature thimbles
variety of teensy ceramic trinkets
displayed in woman’s living room
every mother I knew had one back in the day
1950’s go-to accessory for the modern woman

When a knot knots no better still

In hope of gain if man bears pain,
Clouds gain just as to drain as rain,
Crooked, but roads still look ahead,
A gold chain binds no less as chain.

Life is hope and so is mirage,
Marriage is still a kind of rage,
Straight or not, life still goes ahead,
Marriage may bind, yet not a cage.

In absolute confusion caught,
In conflict,

Knot For Thee

Knot For Thee

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Everywhere I from and go,
o'er luscious prairie and mountain snow,
stretched low and high the hungry hands,
and gobbled up the Promised Lands.

Gated fences here and there,
a posted sign most everywhere,
declare, "This land is mine! Beware!
Move on. Move on. Don't linger here."

And yet sweet breezes beckon me,
"You may not touch. But look

Knot Act-Horse

an actors act-
'oar'...
be

an act-shun

to
'knot'
an act-hoarse


stan sand

A Can Knot

a po-at-tree
can knot one's
toil...letting...

when

th(e)-oughts go
directly to paper
as any po am

stans sand

Forget-Me-Knot

" Be like a flower ... gentle, quiet and humble."
                                             

Now That We Are Here

Life is entanglement plus time,
A Gordian knot of opportunities,
Each ravel a riddle to solve
or a battle to be won.

We grab and pull at the gnarls,
Greedy fingers seeking solutions alone.
Though the more we worry them,
the tighter the fibers cling together,
defeating our efforts with every turn.

The working ends unhitched and hidden,
Knots impossible to untie without another;
Desperate, we

The Knot In My Throat

Sometimes I have this knot in my throat. It's not tangible but it's there.

It's like the wind. I can't see it, touch it, grab it or remove it. 
But it's there, and I can always feel it. It only goes away when it wants to, with no explanation. 
Sometimes it turns into a hurricane, or

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