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Mother’s Melancholia
It’s now when they settle into sleep / that I may cry that I may weep
~ Five of Alive
Innocence : Why can’t it be seen with my eye? / Resistance : I don’t Care! / Persistence : Again the same old same old! / Enlig…
The Match
Although it is a relief to reach this end there is no victory – my children’s childhood has been rendered in tatters!
Morning Frustration
What is the usual morning mother yell? – “Get up or you’ll be late for school!” Of course cold wet mornings escalat…
It’s a Funny old Life
The passing of a life is a natural thing – when a full term of life has been lived! Live your life to the full! ♥
was once
Ever felt your age is not old enough for how you feel?
what if?
So as much as I dream of what I may be / I am happy that I am what I am
fading yellow (the youth of Lady Gray)
Sometimes realizing your reality is liberating!
hollow windows
resentment in the winter wallow / looking back through windows hollow
Tempest in the Valley
But I must watch from afar as the storm rages below / From this fight I shall not gain / yet I cannot protect them from the savage blow
and we can play again
This is written for every child who ever feels this / This is written for my lost little girl inside / What cost is life?
☼ Not telling yet! ☼
Not long now / Just a few more days / and then I can spill the beans =0þ
♥ Healing ♥
… and I cried. Why did he call it Sanctuary? He has no idea how prolific that is! This is the poetic pair to my heart rendering ̶…
last hope
Oh will I survive this test / that is set out for me to accomplish / let me try my best / and support it with all that I would wish
Storm of Life
The years of my childhood have rolled away / The dreams of my youth are through / And I found myself alone
◘ empty promises ◘
I want to hide / to find the smallest crevice to melt into / to find the back door to escape through / I want to hide
fulfilment
And if it’s not done now / then what was is empty of voice / cavernous echoes of wishes / and regrets of unused choice
believe my heart is there
Will you ride with me over mountain peaks / traverse the gullies plains and creeks / will you come with me, see the views I seek
lost
This one cried to me for the words to say / the essence of the drawing emotional entreaty / that we all feel when we see a child lost
“The Soul of a Poet” – who me?
I reckon what we have that we feel that people call “A Soul” or our “Spirit” is an extension of the life force that governs the universe – …
