The drugs eased, but still
My heart rate slowed to a new low and sleep returned
This time dreaming of the return of a long lost friend
…
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The drugs eased, but still
My heart rate slowed to a new low and sleep returned
This time dreaming of the return of a long lost friend
…
Eyes and hands reach with
Nowhere to go but forward
Blind to one’s own heart
8:50 pm
On observing the particular journey of one close and dear.
Persistent spring chill
The birth of an evening star
Sparks warm new prospects
A sleeping guardian stirs
The alerted sentry opens an eye
Wishing for long nights
To stay with me forever
I hide in the dark
.
(On the compulsion to hide from the world.)
Some love we vocalize daily, if we are wise
Understanding our fortune
Knowing how easily it could be lost
Knowing it must someday end
…
I don’t blame anyone but me.
It was all on me. Always.
I couldn’t adapt.
I couldn’t fit this odd shape
into any gaps I found.
…
Glowing with moonlight
From a clear sky
After a wicked storm:
Remember this!
No leaves have grown here:
This chilly spring reminds me
It all turns to black
Sometimes
it feels like
the greatest act of rebellion
I have ever done
when the thoughts
begin to stagger
when the sentences
are stuttering
when the will
is faltering
is
to choose
nothing