LOST IN THE STORM

 

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The storm approaches the shore.

Dampness coats the air.

Mist sprays against my face.

Strands of hair fly in the wind.

Thunder rumbles in the distance.

I feel it.

It’s almost here.

Will I lose myself to it?

Let it take me to its depths.

I spread my arms,

Lift my head high.

I let myself fall.

Arms pull me under.

Lips reach for mine.

I’m lost for eternity,

Lost to the rushing wind,

Prisoner of the ultimate despair,

Partner in pain and sorrow.

The choice is made and done.

I float away with my dear one.

Together we will forge a path

Through darkness and hell

To a heavenly place beyond.

WHY ME?


Why me?
I go swimming every week
So my legs won’t feel tired or weak.
Don’t know why my legs have to swell.
A disease created in hell.

Why me?
A bigger nuisance there can’t be.
It makes life much harder for me.
Humidity is my enemy
As I cry out, “Stay away from me.”

Why me? 
I want to begin a day feeling well.
That’s why I have this story to tell.
Life has these hurdles we must overcome.
Most of them aren’t any kind of fun.  

Why me?
This question has no answer for me.
It is just the way things have to be.
My father suffered from this in quiet.
I will follow his lead and not riot.

BRING THE PAIN

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The sun hides its head

While the waves rage on.

The clouds turn away

While blood rushes on.

The moon shies away

While the tide meets rock.

Faces hide in vain

While the seas bring the pain.

HEARTBREAK

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HEARTBREAK

Your blue light pierces my heart,

A glow like a work of art.

I lift my face to receive your kiss.

I knew it would be a hit or miss.

My glimmer pales and grows dim.

But I refuse to run after him.

No one can know my pain

of loving someone in vain.

WE WAIT FOR THE NIGHT

 

We wait for the night,

dry from the sun,

weak to our roots.

We yearn for moisture,

petals limp,

stems drooping. 

We wait for the night,

for the moonlight

to ease our pain.

We wait for the dew

to quench our thirst,

to replenish our souls.

We wait for the sun

to lift its fiery head

and begin its daily ritual.

We are ready

to face the new day

with arms lifted.