Body betrays while caught in a tempest
The mundane morphs in peculiar ways
A silent storm stirring within you brews
With each surge, it claims a piece of you.
The office now a swaying deck
Unsteady ground, a wretched mess
Fingers clutch with fierce might
Against this inner sea’s harsh battle.
......
the days bleed and blur
meaningless, merciless, timeless
glazed eyes staring and fingers twitching
on a pen, twisted and morphed
like it will never hold anything else again
hot tears fall on a cold grave
taunting, tempting, confusing
holding a heart strangled dead, just another
carcass throwing up rainbows
......
The changing of happiness to a deepened sorrow...
Living today as if there’s no more tomorrow...
Offering reflections of my deep depression...
Being a parent as a mere concession... but I’ll endure...
The daily phone calls and letters that never arrive...
As if my children no longer feel that I’m still alive...
Did I abandon them as I constantly blame myself... am I at fault...
Take me back in my thoughts
......
Intense thirst in the sweltering desert,
yet, the emerald succulents still thrive;
for surviving, often takes extra effort.
Intense thirst in the sweltering desert,
Then cool moon arrives, as if pressured.
A beautiful, flowering cacti night, alive!
Intense thirst in the sweltering desert,
yet, the emerald succulents still thrive.
There he is...
On his biz
Unbothered and untethered
After many pernicious pulls and tainty tugs
And so many ghastly grabs and sheisty shrugs
After huge stretches with hopes of breaking
And so much tension, pressure and shaking
Every time!
......
Onvermoeid,
een lichaam dat zucht,
een geest die dwaalt,
ogen zwaar van het dragen.
Rust lijkt een verre horizon,
maar toch blijf ik gaan.
Fall.
Sweet songs
fill the air,
in icy times.
'Neath magenta skies
stoic redbird dances,
on bare twigs, to his own song.
He revels in blue stars and snow
awaiting first rays of coral sun.
Touched by a mystery lady of green,
......
There he is...
On his biz
Unbothered and untethered
After many pernicious pulls and tainty tugs
And so many ghastly grabs and sheisty shrugs
After huge stretches with hopes of breaking
And so much tension, pressure and shaking
Every time!
......
Body betrays while caught in a tempest
The mundane morphs in peculiar ways
A silent storm stirring within you brews
With each surge, it claims a piece of you.
The office now a swaying deck
Unsteady ground, a wretched mess
Fingers clutch with fierce might
Against this inner sea’s harsh battle.
......
Intense thirst in the sweltering desert,
yet, the emerald succulents still thrive;
for surviving, often takes extra effort.
Intense thirst in the sweltering desert,
Then cool moon arrives, as if pressured.
A beautiful, flowering cacti night, alive!
Intense thirst in the sweltering desert,
yet, the emerald succulents still thrive.