Each year, each winter, each time
the first snow falls
familiar feelings fall with it.
Clean, dense white traverses
heaven to earth.
All covered, cottoned and calm,
I stand watching,
muted now as earth,
sure, silent and certain
as my own inevitable death.
Jan 9, 2012
Jan 9, 2012 at 3:36 PM UTC
I've come to find that every year
after dark on Christmas Eve,
my Heart and Mind meet without fear
at the corner of Bitter and Sweet.
They seem to laugh and chat and grieve.
Both have Her own agenda.
Each others' burdens they relieve
on the corner of Bitter and Sweet.
Their topics differ wildly.
I'm not privy to them early.
They always part quite mildly
from the corner of Bitter and Sweet.
Their opinions vary without exception.
I now wait and let them linger.
They come from differing direction,
to the corner of Bitter and Sweet.
The other times they meet -then leave,
it's always unexpected.
I relish their meeting on Christmas Eve
under the lamppost of Bitter and Sweet.
Dec 26, 2011
Dec 26, 2011 at 10:42 PM UTC
Light blushing through trees,
my journey ends, dawn to dusk.
Evening always comes.
Dec 19, 2011
Dec 19, 2011 at 12:00 PM UTC
Admittedly it's true.
I am biased over you.
Rose color skews my view,
while there's nothing I can do.
My predilection dears?
That's you!
Dec 19, 2011
Dec 19, 2011 at 10:27 AM UTC
If your
battlefield
is marriage,
then winning
is
definitely
losing.
Dec 19, 2011
Dec 19, 2011 at 12:04 AM UTC
Like poppies,
some days
I
am better
viewed from afar.
Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 10:15 PM UTC
Through every door and window,
gushes the water of my discontent.
Currents of his resentment pour through.
Waves of Water
A futile try
to hold back the tide of my anger.
I turn in time to watch
our marriage
float away,
one more dead and stinking fish.
Dec 14, 2011
Dec 14, 2011 at 11:10 PM UTC
...to start again.** I want to start again.*** I want...*
Nov 30, 2011
Nov 30, 2011 at 7:13 PM UTC
*You won and won
again
Pyrrhic victories
lost your
war*
Nov 29, 2011
Nov 29, 2011 at 7:34 PM UTC