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Wednesday, July 11, 2018

Pills


The blue ones make me happy...
The green ones make me calm...
The capsules keep me level...
I forget which ones are wrong...
The orange ones help me focus...
The white ones are for pain...
Sometimes I take so many
that I forget my name...
I'm careful what I wish for, for it may someday come true...
When I shatter on the floor all my pieces will still love you...

Monday, July 09, 2018

Fate


You are my muse for misery...
My living, breathing pain...
My inspiration for darkness...
My gray clouds... My rain...
Contentment eludes me when you're around...
Black despair consumes me and brings me down...
Once there was love which now has turned to hate...
You were once my destiny now you're just my fate...


Tuesday, July 03, 2018

Under my Bed


Daddy there's a monster under my bed! 
No... Silly girl...
You have been misled...
But daddy I hear it breathing!
I know it's real!
Dear, you know your cries are
my Achilles' heel...
Please come and look!
I'm so scared! 
OK I'll look!
I can't have you despaired...
Daddy could you sing me my favorite song?
Honey you were right, and I was wrong!
Indeed there IS a monster under your bed! 
Child when will you realize that your daddy is dead?!


Saturday, June 30, 2018

Blackberries


Saturday morning...
I drive to the old country dirt road...
I park and walk up to my blackberry honey hole... I hear nothing but the birds and the occasional friendly breeze. I am alone. Today solitude is a friend. My mind is blank as I concentrate only on finding the perfect berry. I don't mind the thorns nor my purple stained hands. I endure the hot, morning sun, and press on through the dense brush. It takes me back to those simple times picking blackberries with my grandma half the day. She would freeze them for me for winter. I gather the plump berries, leaving all my troubles behind. There is nothing like wild blackberries that you have picked yourself; alone on a late June morning.

Friday, June 29, 2018

Morning Star

 
I gazed into the predawn sky, to see the morning star...
I smiled because it reminded me how small we really are...
Our minor tribulations turn to major tragedies...
The reasons are beyond our arrogant expertise...
So I wink at the morning star, and it twinkles back at me...
I go about my day hummnig, as I stroll through my debris...

Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Black Moon


Black moon... It is my heart...
Shards of night pierce my tearing eyes...
Her scent still looms like tiny flowers drifting in the summer wind...
Chopin plays softly from the corridor, as grief grabs my hand...
It gently touches the funeral wreaths and flowers ever so numbly...
My world is black without her...
I am but a vacancy in a dark suit...
Black moon... It is my heart...

 

Medicine


I really need my medicine dear...
It takes away my pain...
It alleviates my fear...
I'm so sick now that it's gone...
Everything is darker...
Everything is wrong...
Please tend to me, help me understand...
Could you rub my head and hold my shaking hand?
Could you go to the pharmacy and hurry back?
Why do you keep looking at me like that?
  I'd really rather not drink alone...
Please stay with me... Don't go home...
I really need my medicine dear...
If you must go; go! Just leave it here...

Monday, June 18, 2018

Come Back


Some people live forever...
Some die at 33...
I've lost you; were did you go?
Are you alive or are you free?
Was it you I caught a glimpse of in
that big fancy car?
Was it you I saw twinkling,
mistaking you for a star?
Did I see you on the corner holding a cardboard sign?
Is it you I heard whispering that you would be fine?
Wherever you are, you are all I see...
If you are still on this earth, please come back to me....

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