The poem above spawned images in my head. Why can’t you hear me?
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At this stage
Blood on the page At this stage ~ Seeping from a wound never healed Rivers flowing from a bandaged peeled ~ Drops trail behind me like bread crumbs Leaving limbs numb ~ Can’t you see this How can you miss ~ This can’t be visible only to me From sea to shining see ~ AContinue reading “At this stage”
Is this it
Is this it? As I sit; gazing at the heavens above, I often wonder – is this it? My body is trapped, gravity bound, to the soil beneath me. My mind soars to the stars; the possibilities beyond. Is this it? But here I stay, heavy hearted. Not belonging, gazing at the heavens above. IContinue reading “Is this it”
Hurry up and wait
Hurry up and wait Don’t you dare be late ~ I won’t be there But you sure better be Yeah, I know it ain’t fair That’s just the way it works; you see
You’re the problem with the world
“Sticks and stones break one’s bones, but names will never hurt me.” Lies! All lies! Lies we tell ourselves Lies! All lies! I’m fantastic. When everything in my brain is spastic. ~ I’m on top of the world. When all I really want to do is stay in the bed, curled. ~ ‘Put your bigContinue reading “You’re the problem with the world”
Somedays
Some days are harder than others to find the passion that lies in plain sight to rejoice in the blueness of the sky the free songs of nature somedays you can’t see the forest for the trees the honey for the bees or the sea for the fish somedays a gentle reminder is nice thatContinue reading “Somedays”
The path
Life is full of paths. Perhaps you find it fascinating and wish to do the math? ~ One such path is the path of love. There is a need imprinted on our souls from above. ~ We spend our lives in hope. We find multiple ways to cope. ~ We fall into pools, shimmering. AtContinue reading “The path”
Armor
Mortally
Mortally, I walk this fragile Earth. Mortally, I face the biting air. Mortally, the elements break away my resolve. Mortally, I lean on an understanding greater than mine. Mortally , I dare to love, hope, dream, believe. Mortally, I climb to see the mountain top. Mortally, I face the dark unknown. Mortally, I seek myContinue reading “Mortally “
Sunshine Valley
Tears Sheriff Dillon Pace climbed into his SUV. He hated to leave her alone. “God,” he prayed, “protect her.” It had been 30 years since he’d said any kind of prayer. She was here. She was back in Sunshine Valley. He didn’t remember the drive to his house. All he couldContinue reading “Sunshine Valley”
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