Dead Batteries

awoken

to the sound

quiet panic

somewhere unknown

in the darkness

the middle of the night

lost

then found

and all was well

the residue of terror

peeled away

leaving only relief

 

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Moved to Tears

the sound starts it

then rising lights

song and movement wound together

joy and skill

displayed

highlighting the wonder of the human

of the cultures

telling tales

expressing connections

visbly

creating more with strangers

 

 

It’s My Birthday!

feasts

laughter

contact

love

beauty

small things

new places

familiar faces

wonder

stories

exploration

warm cats curled up on chilly laps

courage

persistance

standing firm

gentleness

healthy pride

change

these are a few of the things my last year has brought me

it also brought

tears

grief

depression

struggles

obstacles

guilt

fear

anger

but what I will remember

being brave

getting help

opening up

making friends

kindness

loving

acceptence

being me

gloriously imperfect

happily human

me

So I Wrote…

I hate depression

how it surrounds and suffocates

I can be gentle with it

in everybody

except one

That one make me angry

protective and hostile

like it is a personal attack

I want to defend that one

rip the depression out

stomp on it

discard it

end it

I know very well that is not how it works

How to resolve anger

at something so insubstantial?

How to be gentle, even with this?