depression never ends
it grows with you
you have to grow faster
to defeat it

Sometimes.
There's a wetness around my eyes.
And it feels like I've cried.
But what I have isn't tears.
Just a tumble of emotions.
Ranging, roaring.
And.
I just need a hug.
Yet, it's awkward, you know.
Sometimes.

Our hearts have been broken,
And many spirits shattered,
It handed them a token,
Yes, we will take this hard.

I miss the way your kiss felt electric and
Your laughter got me high
I miss the way that we made lightening between my thighs and baby, baby, baby….. blue eyes
Summer skies
Sun kissed skin and you
Are my favorite sin.

wasting away here
precious resources now gone
currency is spent

The leaves had fallen in the grove,
Red, pale yellow, copper and mauve;
I raked them up in a heaping pile,
Then leaned upon the rake a while
To contemplate my work--
Joy and sorrow, pleasure and strife--
A pile of leaves, the days of my life.

I thought I might not last 'til spring:
If only I could sleep the season
Curled up like a leaf;
When the snow had melted down
I'd come back like a flower,
Bright and joyous, ready to live,
Fresh and new again.  

But now was the time to face the months
That buried things under the snow.
In February just a little ****
Was all you'd see on the floor of the grove:
The leaves would be resting there
While I struggled in the biting air
And snowflakes stung the skin left bare.

But the winter I survived
To find the wild flowers that bloom
Under hardwoods not yet green.
I've had  another spring to roam,
Watched the leaves turn green again
And written down this poem.

January flash
We hear winter thunder boom
First time in our lives