Through lost long miles
Of mist & moonglow
In madness
& the lonely depths of faith
I offer you the ancient words
Of a song
Now rarely sung
May they dance lightly
on your satin skin
As they fall softly
From my tongue


13th may 2017

Revealing nothing
of the details
of the darkness
of my mind
I take your hand
And walk your life away.

Let the shadow of my passing
cast no darkness on the day
For we live each moment
Only once
And then move blithely
on our way.

Madness rages
Out-of cages
Looking round for you

Voices screaming
No one’s dreaming
Coming after you

Axes chopping
limbs flopping
I'm catching up with you.

1st May 2017

It took sixteen years to become acquainted with my old self.

The self that:

Could not write on crumpled papers,
Or sleep in untucked sheets,
Played her scales robotically,
Left no word incomplete.
Labelled all the cupboards,
Books were organized by name,
This was the life I led.
I never knew that it would change.

it took 4 weeks to fall in love with my new self

the
self
tha
t

writes on ollld receipts,
   kicks the covers        off the bed
     ~lets my fingers play freely~
         not every sentence has an en-
            stores shoes with coffee mugs!!
               writes in mArGiNs to save time
                  not all rules need to be   f o l l o w e d
                    not all poems need to

                        sound the same

who knew that little pill
would teach me how to live
not erase the 'me' that showed
but bring out the 'me' that hid
16 years of worry
of obsessive, anxious thoughts
who knew that little pill
would change me
I,
for one,
did not
.

- p. winter