Words uttered
Cut through my heart
Leaving me to dress
Open wounds
Category poetry
Contemplation
Decisions of mine
Every choice I have made
Have all led me here
A silent moment
Alone, lacking company
Contemplating me
There is no escape
Wondering what could have been
No door can I see
I long for release!
Echoes of a distant me
Dreaming silently
Raindrop Kisses
Rain drops start falling
As the clouds begin to cry
I stand alone and close my eyes –
Welcome gentle kisses as
They softly caress my
Undressed skin
Attitude
Designer jeans
And heels to boot
I have my sexy on
Growing Up
You are turning into a man
And the baby I knew
Is gone from me
Slipped away and I wish
I could give that little boy
A hug from his mother
One more time
Guilt
You were my baby
You are my son
I was the only mother
I knew how to be
And when I think
Of how I’ve failed you so
My hope remains
That your spirit is greater
Than mine could ever
Have been
Fading Away
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Off-Season.”
In seasons past
This flower bright
Was Queen of all the earth
But time has come
And stolen from
This flower all her worth
Fighting Flesh
I fight myself
The flesh that I am
Waging wars
Against worlds I find myself in
So I can fall
Onto my knees
And find my trust
My love
My everything
In Thee, my Savior, my Lord
My all
Delicate Threads
I used to think we were special
I used to think we were love
I used to think my dreams had come true
I used to think my prayers had been heard
But now I’ve learnt
My thoughts were just like threads of a spider’s web
Glistening in the sun
But as soon as it is touched
The magic that created it
Vaporises
Leaving the delicate threads
To disperse
As if nothing
Was ever there
Two Lives
Where are the words
When there are none to be said
I search for a line
But have nothing to say
I long for love
It is too much to ask
Our lives are parallel
Like two lines snaking down a track
Together into the future
Side by side
But never touching
Forever apart
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