Writer and Lover of Words
Up with the throbbing head again
No wine to blame
stumbled out the door
into the world
locking myself out
meandered my way back in
set to work
putting things here and there
walked the dog
recycling to the bin
errands ran
dishes to the sink
clothes to the hamper
litter to the bin
walked the dog again
finished the dishes
three pills
then off to bed
little moments building a day
a life
You are something
Unique in the universe
Something valuable
There is truth in this
Believe or not believe
You are something
more than you
and blessed in the universe.
The day began with insomnia
drifted into lateness
and fell into despair
One found dead, the news feed reads
the reaper’s prize
at last
sorrows grips friends
still other silent cheer the end of the road
two kids in a doctor’s office sick with the flu
two strangers cling to life
victims of happenstance
attended by the best
No news is good news or so the fellows say
No news is bad news worries the friends
beloved ones
Victory arrives late
lesson learned, acceptance obtained
a child born
new shoes, credit extended ,
then end of an abusive relationship
No clever words need
or cliques expressed
Just another day
the good with the bad
the bad with good
perspective the only means of definition
No power left to protest
only tears to weep
just trying to stick to the plan
the dream
the lie told to all children
come to bittersweet fruition
otherwise known as adulthood
it is sad when the poet runs out of words
runs out lyrics to sing
and the chambers of thoughts
once over flowing are empty
then the poet isn’t a poet any more
and slowly begins to die
High heels, high hopes
dreams on an unsteady foundation
like wearing stilettos for the first time
everyone falls down
and we all live to see the next day
The beach was broken.
There wasn’t much of a shore to explore
At least at first…
Further on the path
Around the bend
And through a mangrove forest
There was some sand for my toes.
And waves to rinse away
All the residue that has been clinging
To every step I take, weighing down
Thought, action and tainting feelings
I stood and laughed
Free
Cleansed the unvoiced anger
letting me breathe
for a time
unburdened.
