Forgiveness
                           In life
                               Is
                E V E R Y T H I N G

Cherie Nolan © 2016

I see a deer,
by a cold babbling,
partly frozen brook,
he's taking a quenching needed drink.

He looks my way,
& gives me a wise,
careful long stare,
with a curious look,
& sweetly wistful wink,

I look up to the twilight sky,
then he's just...

g
  o
    n
      e
         .
           .
          .
           .

In just a single momentary silent blink.

I stop a moment,
sigh
I stop to appreciate,
watch & thank him,
as I sit on a mossy frozen log,
to stop,
- to think,

I hear a sound,
my heart,
hitting bottom,
as I feel it just..

                   S
                      I
                        N
                           K

G...
     O...
          N...
              E... ,

A shockingly loud-

B L A S T

A single gunshot,
wound,
I'm the one bleeding,
Oh no!
and now I'm the charge of this leaking,
& all of this unholy ink.

Cherie Nolan © 2016

I remember the days,
of drawing hearts in soft warm shifting sands,

As it is running through my fingertips,
as slips through aging hands,

I see the vision once,
& it's all so very grand.

Still,
a tiny speck,
is a tiny piece of very lovely land,
& to sail away,
a ship can't sail all alone,
off to go,
unmanned,

And a castle without a prince,
was not quite what I'd planned,

Sadly,
I now realize it was all just,
an illusion,
anyway.

Cherie Nolan © 2016

One,
two...three,
four
bad decisions at your door,

Five, six,
seven, eight,
one more time,
and it's too late,

Nine, ten, eleven,
twelve,
into darkness,
down you delve,

Angry demons answer,

No need to count any longer.

Cherie Nolan © 2016