ya know when the world seems to start closing down
just before the new path shows itself
sh!t that a scary time
where the hell's my teddy bear when i need him most
that very silent lonely time when you can hear a pin drop and you don't want to hear a pin drop or that phrase
and "if you love him set him free" begins to clutter your head with ghostly images and living dread for all the lovers you've set free
you don't find yourself spinning into the vortex of a whirlpool but if you were a caver now would be that time your headlamp died and your 150 foot rope ran out
i wrote a poem about it once called "Dangling"
before you start thinking I'm not such a birdbrain idiot that I'm gonna cut that loved one branch off behind me...life manages to do that without me quite nicely
i of course i realize there may be other woodmen about who sharpen their axes to do just that
one... not thru his own fault... has already harvested his part of the forest and gone to a better one over the hill and can't be seen anymore
and that loss has released my emotional sensitivity and seizes me tonite
I've lost a loveone...I'm alone and have no one to talk to
i better find something to do
like feed the 3D birds outside my computer window but it's too dark for that
the flying rodents are coming early tomorrow
Squirrels..grey American ones..to eat the sunflower seeds
a friend asked me about favorite poems today and i found that last year i posted this one on this same day
Darkness Falls
The first cold wind keening in the distance
drama seen through gray mists of regret
effort, labor, the fruits an illusion
bleeding tears over children never met
Body broken and core essence crushed
fearful and quaking as life, wasted, fails
spirit wounded a thousand deep, raw, cuts
chilled at my spine, memories like nails
Nothing given, alone and resentful
lovers lost a heart longing, tortured
shivering pain, failures, ending at last
look back despairing, the view, dim, fractured
Time held cheaply til night swiftly falls
show not my fears as darkness descends
once arrogance and power, hope gutted
only our love through the dark
veil of night transcends
ya know when the world seems to start closing down
just before the new path shows itself
sh!t that a scary time
where the hell's my teddy bear when i need him most
that very silent lonely time when you can hear a pin drop and you don't want to hear a pin drop or that phrase
and "if you love him set him free" begins to clutter your head with ghostly images and living dread for all the lovers you've set free
you don't find yourself spinning into the vortex of a whirlpool but if you were a caver now would be that time your headlamp died and your 150 foot rope ran out
i wrote a poem about it once called "Dangling"
before you start thinking I'm not such a birdbrain idiot that I'm gonna cut that loved one branch off behind me...life manages to do that without me quite nicely
i of course i realize there may be other woodmen about who sharpen their axes to do just that
one... not thru his own fault... has already harvested his part of the forest and gone to a better one over the hill and can't be seen anymore
and that loss has released my emotional sensitivity and seizes me tonite
I've lost a loveone...I'm alone and have no one to talk to
i better find something to do
like feed the 3D birds outside my computer window but it's too dark for that
the flying rodents are coming early tomorrow
Squirrels..grey American ones..to eat the sunflower seeds
a friend asked me about favorite poems today and i found that last year i posted this one on this same day
Darkness Falls
The first cold wind keening in the distance
drama seen through gray mists of regret
effort, labor, the fruits an illusion
bleeding tears over children never met
Body broken and core essence crushed
fearful and quaking as life, wasted, fails
spirit wounded a thousand deep, raw, cuts
chilled at my spine, memories like nails
Nothing given, alone and resentful
lovers lost a heart longing, tortured
shivering pain, failures, ending at last
look back despairing, the view, dim, fractured
Time held cheaply til night swiftly falls
show not my fears as darkness descends
once arrogance and power, hope gutted
only our love through the dark
veil of night transcends
oh no!!! now my blog won't post on the main page either Ms Roody...ur blog problem is catching...YIKES!!!!
:(
help web administrator...this doesn't show up on the main blog page
Like the old and the new!
thx hunnyshorts!!
scary but with a tinge of hope toward the end--nice, nan.
one of the saddest things about my husbands condition Quill is that often i have no one to talk to
nighttime can get scary Quill...i hesitated when i posted this...it shows so succinctly how vulnerable i occasionally get....especially when i lose a very special loved one
a moment of internal emotional intensity...perhaps too raw to share...even i question it's posting
you're brave for posting it, nan, very few care to expose their vulnerabilities--only the brave, and the artistic.
I agree with Quill, Nan. So much of what you do daily, woman, takes great courage.
aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh thx Roody...i love reading and commenting to u Quill when he writes RZ and Dadler
there r a few others here..new fine writers arrive from time to time...keep up ur great work sweetie and again thx ;-D
i treasure ur generous spirit Quill...that u come read and comment means a great deal to me
once again thank you ;-D
everything here just wow , wow ...
RZ....thx hunnyshorts...and ur poems just get better and better ;-D
It's a little early, but hope you all have a great Thanksgiving.
may u have a wonderful one as well Quill
John Fitzgerald Kennedy As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.
and a Happy Thanksgiving to each and everyone of my READER friends
Thanks Nan!
Y/W pupster ;-D