Unbroken

Not long ago I had a love
A love beyond compare
Then in a blink it all was gone
His light and life brought to and end
And now no matter where I go
I cannot bring him home again
And home's not home without him there

And sadness does not say enough
For sorrow is the garb I wear
yet even as I stagger on
And heavy is my heart
I can't regret the love I've known
For sorrow is a grief well born
My sorrow's not despair

Losing Ground

She doesn't know how she ended up here
in this damaged life that is now hers
She thought she was resilient
Never saw this coming
Her mind failing her
Tricking her into paranoia too strong
To break free of

She was always exploring
Looking for gentle answers in an
unkind world
Never dreaming she would end up here
So broken
Unable to go even one day
Without the medication that keeps
The mania at bay

Her world is tilted
No longer in balance
Each day is its own little nightmare
she can't wake from
So afraid she will disappear
She wants her life back
But she's losing ground
She's losing ground

Hungry

I've acquired a taste for solitude
My tired mind is hungry for a feast
Of empty hours
Time filled with internal field trips
That feed my weary soul

To do nothing
Answer no questions but my own
Breathe
Care not the time or day
To be still
And listen to the turning of the earth

I've acquired a taste for solitude
And I am ravenous

World of Solitude

Carelessly creating memories
Too bitter to share
Each moment I live is a struggle
My silent war
I cannot invite others in
To view the mess I have made
Of my life
Hopeless

This is how walls are built
With little embarrassments
That become secrets
I cannot share
Where can I turn when I've lost sight
Of myself
Who will hear me
Screaming

 I sit in my world of solitude
A place of my own invention
My private hell
When I reach out 

There is only emptiness
No one is there
I never let them in

Life

So many things I'm learning to see
The time spent in quiet contemplation
This marvelous world spinning all around me
Is fodder for my rumination

I must admit, daily I find
Things too numerous and amazing
From people to places to quiet embraces
The sights and the sounds keep me gazing

From puppies to rainbows to gothic cathedrals
The magic around keeps unfolding
Each new discovery brings smiles to my heart
Each one I am happily beholding

I'm taking my time to take it all in
Won't chance a new wonder be wasted
Each day brings such joys, where shall I begin
Won't let life rush by me untasted

Welcome

The gentle showers play their tune
On the wind chimes
Hanging from the deck
Cozy in my haven,
Hammock chair and umbrella
I let the music take me
Lulling me to sleep

This is a day for poetry 

And dreams
And I say
Welcome
For what is poetry
But a dream captured
And what is life for
If not to dream

Summer Cicada Day

Sipping wine, hanging in the air
Relaxing in a hammock chair
Gentle breeze blows clouds around
I am four feet off the ground

Birds and bees both sing their tune
As I laze all afternoon
Cicadas join the lazy song
I could stay all summer long