ALONE IN THE WOODS

zandraart

ALONE IN THE WOODS

Shadows follow me into the deep.

I walk while others are asleep.

The chill flows right through me.

I’m alone as you can see.

White sleepy lambs elude me.

Though I am where I should be.

Here in the forest on this path.

Sun will rise, it can do the math.

It will find me on this bench.

Next to the one with the stench.

It is past time for me to move on.

Before I’m found by what is now gone.

INVISIBLE ME

Some days I feel strong and empowered,
ready to face the challenges
life throws at me.
Other days I feel invisible,
a transparent copy of myself,
feeling my life fade away.
How do I remain strong?
My transparent self
needs to be reminded
of all the people
who rely on it.
It flickers.
It becomes solid.
It becomes strong once again.

PURPLE HAZE

PURPLE HAZE

Surround me in a purple haze
As I walk slowly in a daze.
I could fall asleep in this tent. 
The smell alone is heaven sent.
The scent of lilac is filling my head.
I need to find an appropriate bed.
I will just sit on this bench in the sun 
And enjoy the lights of the setting sun.

A GHOST OF ME

I sit on the bench,
watching the sun take flight,
and the moon move to position.
The stars begin to shine 
in the darkening sky.
All is well with the world.
The night will soon be here.

But all is not well with me.
I feel light.
I feel empty.
I feel transparent.
A ghost of my former self.
What has happened to me?
How will I go on?

One day life changed for me.
And all I had taken for granted
was gone in a second.
How will I go on living?
There is no one here on the bench,
but a ghost of me.

A GARDEN OF FLOWERS

atraversso:

Come and explore my daydream with me.
We are in a garden full of flowers.
The birds are chirping.
The leaves are rustling in the trees
as a soft wind blows.
A stone staircase looms before us.
If we follow this staircase,
where do you think it would take us?
To another garden or to a quaint house?
Let me close my eyes.
I see a secluded garden with peach trees.
Beneath the shade of the trees,
sits a lone bench surrounded by red roses.
I sit down on the bench to enjoy the view.
Achoo!
I forgot it’s allergy season and I’m allergic to roses.
If you don’t like this ending, you can imagine
any ending you would like.
That’s the beauty of your imagination.

HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL

HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL

What can be better than sitting on a bench
in the warm weather, watching people, and
daydreaming?
Nothing,
unless you live those dreams.

opticallyaroused:

Warm weather,
soft winds,
pretty blooms,
are all part of the
best time of year.
Welcome to spring.

ohmydisney:

Hope springs eternal.
Enjoy the new season!

martingogo:

This makes me ready for spring.
The beautiful lilac color.
The soft motion of the falling petals.
Yes, I’m very ready.