Alive: A Poem Oct14

Alive: A Poem

Windows down, music up I feel my thoughts drifting Who cares where this old road leads I feel my spirits lifting nothing but the big blue sky Stretched out ahead of me Nothing but an open road as far as I can see So I drive My spirit comes alive when I drive Wind in my hair makes me feel alive So I drive Legs grip tight, hands in mane I feel the mare shifting A signal from me will set her free and we’ll be off, racing nothing but the big blue sky Stretched out ahead of me Nothing but an open field as far as I can see So I ride My spirit comes alive when I ride Wind in my hair makes me feel alive So I ride I need the sun on my face I need a wide open space I need the smell of the trees Floating in on the breeze I need the wind in my hair Nothing will compare To when I drive To when I...

I Yearn For Peace: A Poem Oct06

I Yearn For Peace: A Poem...

I feel this tightening in my chest I’m sleeping more, but get no rest I’m ill equipped for trials like these The kind that drops you to your knees I don’t have answers that I need I ask for help, I beg, I plead I yearn for peace, a quiet heart Instead I’m being torn apart My failures rip myself in two My lack of knowing what to do I alone should hold the key Trusting eyes will look to me Instead I have to turn away I never know just what to say I stumble over broken thoughts Unable to connect the dots I long to climb up from this hole To feel a peace within my...

Disconnected: A Poem Oct03

Disconnected: A Poem

She sits holding her knees in the floor of the boat as the rope slips through her hand The anchor which held her safely at shore Now sits untethered in the sand She has no feelings for what she’s done this silent drifting away For it feels no different from the way she’s lived In a disconnected sort of way Going through the motions, playing the part Yet numb to the joys and the pains Disconnected from her heart, the ability to feel A shell is all that...

Heavy: A Poem Oct02

Heavy: A Poem

Before we met, you were a part of me body swollen, heavy with your weight I protected you in your liquid cradle Desperate to hold who I helped create Hands so little, yet such a strong grip you responded to my every touch Heart swollen, arms heavy with your weight how could I possibly love this much? You’re getting older, I’m getting desperate… to keep you safe, to keep you close My heart is heavy with the weight It’s as it should be, I suppose It was easier when you were part of me I didn’t mind carrying your weight I could protect you, comfort and shield you Now I’m just desperate,  to hold who I helped...

Solid Ground: A Poem Aug19

Solid Ground: A Poem

There is no solid ground here where I stand My feet are sinking beneath this sand I feel betrayed by this shifting ground I see no help as I look around No branch or vine to pull me free Not a single soul to rescue me My pleas for mercy go unheard I beg for answers, but get no word I’m all alone in this desert sand My throat is dry,  my skin is tanned I see no end to this blistering heat The sand keeps shifting beneath my feet My eyes keep searching for some solid ground But there’s nothing, and no one,...