I MUST SLEEP

I’ve fallen

to the depths

of my despair.

I must rest and

replenish my spirit,

revitalize my soul.

I will stand,

climb once more,

try to resume my life.

But first, I must sleep.

A FIELD OF BLUEBONNETS

I walk in a field of Bluebonnets.

I thought to compose for them sonnets.

The sweet fragrance fills my soul

until I am again whole.

I feel tired as I smile

like I’ve walked a full mile.

I will make my bed

and lay down my head.

My thoughts drift so slow and low,

somewhere over the rainbow…

I CRY ALONE IN THE NIGHT

rememberless

I cry alone in the dark of night.

The sun refuses to share the light.

Lit by a fire from within.

Moonlight hits me like a sharp pin.

I grow paler by the day.

In this world, I cannot stay.

Without light, I will die.

My white petals will fly.

I’m left to be a thin stick

As I grow tired and sick. 

LOST IN THE RAIN

Lost in the rain.

Beaten down.

Alone.

Drifting.

Tired.

Wet.

Ready to give up.

On life.

On the world.

Curled up in a ball.

Ready for my last breath.

Then the unexpected happens.

The sun comes out.

The birds begin to chirp.

A wet breeze hits my face.

I look up into the sun.

I don’t feel alone anymore.

I feel alive.

I’m happy I waited.

Waited for time to pass.

For time to heal old wounds.

I’m ready to face the day.

THE ROAD

unreactive

The road ahead is wet and slippery.

The cars shine their red lights for me.

I follow in their slow wake.

Careful not to slip and slide.

Careful to keep my tires on the road.

My eye lids are becoming heavy.

My yawns grow wider.

I must continue on this road.

I must follow the other cars.

DANCE WITH THE MOON

The moon brings out the best in us,
reflecting our inner thoughts and desires.
Some may howl at the moon.
Others are impelled to dance.
Dance until the sun rises.
Dance until your limbs grow tired.
Dance until you feel at peace,
at peace with the world.

DANCE WITH THE MOON

 

DANCE WITH THE MOON


The moon brings out the best in us.
It reflects our inner thoughts and desires.
Some may howl at the moon,
while others are impelled to dance.
Dance until the sun rises.
Dance until your limbs grow tired.
Dance until you feel at peace.
At peace with the world.

ICY COLD

Ice Fire

Cold.
Icy cold.
Toes are numb.
Fingers are tingling.
I can see my breath.
I can hear the wind blowing.
Whipping past my face.
I’m getting tired.
But I must continue on.
To the top of the hill.
The view is waiting for me.
I can’t disappoint it
or myself.
Only a few more steps.
And…
It has taken my breath away.
The colors.
The sharp edges.
Prettier than a picture.
Perfect in its beauty.

LOST IN THE RAIN

Lost in the rain.
Beaten down.
Alone.
Drifting.
Tired.
Wet.
Ready to give up.
On life.
On the world.
Curled up in a ball.
Ready for my last breath.
Then the unexpected happens.
The sun comes out.
The birds begin to chirp.
A wet breeze hits my face.
I look up into the sun.
I don’t feel so alone anymore.
I feel alive.
I’m happy I waited.
Waited for time to pass.
For time to heal old wounds.
I’m ready to face the day.

 

DANCE WITH THE MOON

The moon brings out the best in us.
It reflects our inner thoughts and desires.
Some may howl at the moon,
while others are impelled to dance.
Dance until the sun rises.
Dance until your limbs grow tired.
Dance until you feel at peace.
At peace with the world.

A LONG HARD ROAD TO FOLLOW

The road at times feels long and tiring.
No end in sight.
Only hardships along the way.
When will life turn around?
When will it get better?
What lies at the end of this bumpy road?
Are there rainbows and trumpets?
Or a long drop into the dark water?
I'm hoping for the rainbows and trumpets.
I don't want to have to swim against
the currents any longer.

WHITE TIGER

So regal.
So cute.
So tired.