Day 272: Organized Chaos



Polished Fossil Ammonite” by Warren Lynn (Image Courtsey of Flickr Creative Commons)

In chaos , I find the silence,
the place in which I hear
my soul connecting to
the hum of the universe,
until there is only the stillness
of the cosmic heart.

In order, I lose the spot
upon which I began,
chasing the golden spiral
seeking forfeited knowledge
in fossilized chambers.

In chaos, I thought I knew
where I began.
In order, I understood
where I ended.

In time, I have found
the chaos in order
and the order in chaos.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy


Day 268: Chances

I am running out of inspiration,
to find reasons that we cannot work,
Let me simply end my vexation,
and release me to your knowing smirk.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

Day 263: The Wild Card (Jennifer)

Sassy and unexpected,
she challenges all your notions,
understanding that blindness
comes with asking no questions.

Gifted and caring,
sharing lessons from the heart,
reminds you that love is
every part of who we are.

Playful and firm,
she’s both knight and dragon,
when playing the damsel,
she will karate chop in a gown.

a tomboy, a joker,
so many characters in one
a friend, a challenger,
she will keep your toes.
until unaware,
you are taken by her charm
and all your secrets are disarmed.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

AN: Yesterday was the birthday of my best friend Jennifer, the youngest in our high school group. She is a brilliant teacher. So this poem is inspired by the way she makes everyone around her feel and her positive impact on all of our lives.

Day 260: Shattered Reflections

TW: Abuse

Shattered glass lay at my feet,
each piece reflecting a moment,
a story of my first walk,
when you held me up,
my first word, uncle,
said into the phone
a fleeting smile.

So many pieces,
so much history
but I cannot make
them fit anymore.
Pieces broke so small
that shards are missing.

And though I try to
recreate it,
the re-formed picture
remains incomplete.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy