I know a quiet girl so shy, Head down, she rarely speaks. She fears the world around her— Anxiety's technique. ♡♡♡ Her salty tears shroud bright blue eyes, But no one sees her cry. The corner is her friend for now; She prays pain says, “Goodbye.” ♡♡♡ No h...
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Impossible
Hopeless dreamsImagine, If you can. A place where you can hide. Safety in anonymity, Rather than, Reveal yourself where you reside. Peace, Sought yet rarely found. Comes in the smallest doses. Like cat’s feet in grass, It comes with nary a sound. Just a click of the doo...
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It's Only Just A Dream
Poetry fulfills our dreamsIt's only just a dream, but may we share?Imagine all the peace that we might findWhen finally we free ourselves from life.Forgo the dance of destiny for now,Releasing all our cares from heart and soul. One never really understands the truthThat opens up w...
My neighbors, I imagine, know me as that guy who stands in the middle of the street for no apparent reason. Is he okay? they probably wonder. Perhaps someone should call 911 Okay. It’s a little embarrassing, but I’ll take the hit Trees block our windows;...
Future Perfect
Motherhood changes your perspective forever.Anxious minutes pass as I awaited the results of the tests. My mind flirting with all the possibilities. Am I or am I not? My heart starting beating again when the doctor confirmed what I already knew. I was pregnant. Again. Not the first time I had heard...
If I Should Win The Lottery
Money can’t buy you happinessIf I should win the lottery, it would be a dream come true.Imagine all those millions, I know exactly what I’ll do? Posing with a giant cheque, you’d see me on the news.I’d hold a champagne reception, before going on a cruise. I’d buy a house that’s big e...
I am running Running as fast as I canHeart pounding, lungs burningScurrying through the undergrowthFrantically dodging and stepping I am frightenedOh, so frightenedFor they are close nowSo closeSeeking me out But thenThen there is a secondA breathless sec...
I think I get caught up in others To avoid my own reflection. When self-doubt and depression smothers I’m called for decompression. I think I get caught up while they swim in despair While tears fall steady and slow And not all moments should be shared Wh...
Breathe in peace, that’s what they say, to reduce anxiety, better yet, take a holiday. Imagine a white sandy beach, oh, I've done that before. Closing my eyes, all I see is a door. Daring myself to open it, greeted by Munch’s Scream. Why is stress like a...
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Fingernails diving deep, into the flannel green. Picking up the puzzle piece, the one we’ve never seen. Feeling the rough edges, cardboard corrugated. The colors and shapes match, much anticipated. Adjoining touch, press. Angles instantly click. The image...
Unexpected Friendship
A reflection on a newly made friendship.I wish you were made of starlight.Or found with fireflies.I wish you were rightAnd my mind wouldn’t lie. I can do a fair amount of CBTTo rework the script in my headBut it will still treat me unfairlyWhile I lay in bed. On days you drown yourself in doubt...
Spirit Of Someone
Another diary entry…Yet another scribbled entry in this diary of lies, Paralysed, in this pseudo world of one. Whispers, whispers of near-naked misunderstandings, Sometimes hard to breathe through invisible tears. Safe, warm worlds under cold silken sheets equals, Dream. Cur...
Dream on
Could I be a poet?I thought I'd write a poem, I imagine it can't be hard, A few words that ebb and flow. Something avant-garde. Should it be a story? Write about a war? Something quite original, That's not been done before? What about a work of peace? In praise of friends,...
Unrequited
Young man hopes are inspired by sight of lovely ladyIf I could write a poem, I’d celebrate her style How roses blush in envy, At the radiance of her smile. As I sit in awe, just watching Her form, aglow in silken white. Now she waits, in peace and loveliness For her chosen, loving knight If I could write a...
Happy First Birthday
The days are long but the weeks short.Snips and snailsAnd puppy-dogs’ tails.Asleep, compliant,Momentarily silent. Dreaming of nips?Or plates of chips,Plus yogurt drops,And paddle pops? Defined. Ironic, dudeYou love sweet food;Sugar and spice,And all that's nice. That grin, your grin,Happy in...