A kinder option
Would simply be
To pluck my heart
Right out my chest
Dice with a knife
Leaving a pool of
Warm gushing red
It will hurt far less
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Fish in Seas
Two of everything I would save
Birds and bees and snakes in trees
Bugs and lizards and chimpanzees
Bunnies and cats and kangaroos
Dogs and bats and fish in seas
Flowers and leaves and greenery
As proof of everything that we see
Out of Dust
Out of dust
Beauty arises
Flashing color
Full of glamour
Rising sun
Watching moon
Tomorrow –
More dust.
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summer arriving
tangerine rose in bloom
buzzing of working bees
a soft delicate petal
fragrance of the flower
iced tea with honey
hopeful and inspired
Playing Dead
My bed is the only place I want to be
So I’ll put a pillow over my head
And be alone in my dark mood
If anyone is looking for me
I am playing dead
(And after that, I will roll up my sleeves and learn Angular2. Because I can.)
Safety
I turn to the sun and see brightness and light
I look within and feel courage and life
In the depths of despair I will hold out my arms
And gently be lifted from the dark well surrounds
To the higher, brighter, sun-drenched place
Of life, and light, and safety
I dreamt of my mother
I dreamt of my mother. She was alive – just been missing awhile. She came back, to a world that had changed.
My mother, why did you go? Leaving me young and alone? Facing the future, struggles unknown.
I dream and I pray. For my mother who cared. But after I wake, the dreams fade and die.
Irritated
It was never about you and me and us
And what we could be
It was always only ever
About you
Finding Rest
Crisp clean sheets
Caress aching mind –
Comforts me
waiting
empty bench covered in leaves
wind shaking tired trees
dry wood and rusted metal
scent of fall’s fresh breath
cool air kissing me
alone and lonely
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