Writing a poem is not challenging, but writing something you appreciate is challenging.

Tide arrives

Take a breath,
Deep

Engulfed within the Ocean,
Unconsciousness

Let it

Lost in a dark space
Dancing in my mind,
all night long on the melody within.
The song that’s in my heart
bringing back memories dear to me,
long forgotten words like bright butterflies
in search of attractive colored bloom.
Memories from time that’s death
still shining like a star on midnight’s heaven.
I smell the scent of white jasmine
and in your arms I’m back again.
Then everything fades away and I’m back
above grey clouds where there is no light to see.
Floating around not knowing who I am and where I’m going.
Lost in my world of silence.
I hear voices known to me
not knowing who are the speakers.
Drowning in shallow waters,
pray to God to set me free,
lead me home to familiar faces.
The fear that is choking me like
black cotton in my airways.
In a moment very clear to me
I’m back with my mother, brothers, sisters
and my father.
Home sweet home.
I’m smiling.
I am found.



Shell ✨🐚

Your early inborn magic did not
fortell the whirls and winds
of the future.  The shine of
youth ended in turbulence.

Dismania, like fingers, touched,
you.  Ivy on brick, the tendrils
pierced.  Walls of
uncertainty nourished
and you, welcomed the

future.



There were no tomorrows.

Pulling you through the
mirror of myself you tore

into
uncertainty.

No Magi, not even
with gifts of surcease
brought by the force

of love
released you.


Still the running child
you crash into a future
whose spiders claw at you.

Tomorrow waits
protected
by your addiction.

Reach into the future
all you want,

you cannot tear the
crawl of your destiny

away.


Caroline Shank
10.13.2022

Yes mum I have changed,
I am married,
I used to sleep on your lap,
Now I sleep in her arms.
You used to nag me for not doing this or that,
Now she has taken over the job.
Like you she is the Minister of Home Affairs of our house,
Kind and devoted to us
Though she always wins any arguments,
For peace I shut up even if I am right.
Dad used to help you with housework,
Though he came home tired ,
My situation is same.
Before I had my own  room
and I slept alone,
Nobody dared enter without my permission,
Now she is the queen of our room.
Before I was my father's child,
Now I am the father of my child,
So mum understand, conditions have changed,
But underneath I am still your son who loves you a lot,
Smile and give us your blessings.
6/1/2023