My emotions are tangled
like a knot of barbed wire,
unable to free
from tension and despair.
There is no outlet!
Violence is not my nature,
and I am much too exhausted to cry.
Society will not allow one
to stand in an open space
and vocalize to the heavens
I am closed tight.
TRAPPED.
On a rainy day
with the sky
green with calmness;
silently threatening,
and raindrops
rolling
down
our
faces
like tears,
We walked together
splashing happiness,
thinking that we were in love.
And smiling.
Unaware.
That we were.
Not.
I stood upon the hill looking down at the expansive lake in front of me. I looked at the trees in the distance where there were no houses ever to be built on that preserve. The cloud formations reflected in the water in front of me. Such beauty and I knew that this was meant for me, to live there, no matter what the cost. This was God’s reward for all that I had endured. It was settled. Maybe the second half of my life, I thought, would be happier than the first half of my life. Maybe now there would be hope, without fear. The unknown did not seem as frightening at that moment.
You were like a red silky rose
Closed with shyness;
Bold in color.
You blossomed
To show me the golden beauty
Of the inner you
Still wet with the dew
Of kindness.
And just as quickly as you blossomed,
You quickly faded.
Your color turned to brown.
You were no longer soft,
But crumbled
Between my fingertips.
With a symphony of shouting
And the memories of whispers
You slowly and discreetly
Fell from my hands
Into a soft,powdery dust-
Dappled upon my mood
Are the stains
Of indigo
Fading away;
Only the memory remains
Of the beauty that once was.
You were like a precious stone
Whose color changed with indifference
Unsure I was
Of your color
For you contained
Many
Speckled with change
You became whole
Only at times
Of sunlight.
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