Kimberly Eyers

Kimberly Eyers Mar 2016

Relapse

I did a bad thing.
At least the doctors say
it's a bad thing.
I just took a little bit.
A little
bit.

What's the harm?
Maybe the judgement of my peers?
Physiological disruption?

In a world full of heady pressure
I wanted some release.
To feel at ease- to feel ******.

So I'm back at day one.

Oh well:
Nothing like a fresh start.

#relapse #freshstart #pressure

Jan 2016

katie

Willow

The willow hangs,
drapes the ground,
dances to a tune
unheard in the hum
of cars and lorries,
in the commotion of
people passing in a
hurry, barely noticing
anything more than the
phones tapped with
fingers & thumbs.
But I notice,
I see it all,
the dance on display,
the symbol of sanity
I need today.

Kimberly Eyers Jan 2016

Eye Contact

Once,
or a million times,
you hid behind your one way glass
or your no way, plastic frames-

And I let you.

All our connection gets refracted;
Split-
Into the many colours of our defence mechanisms
that just reinforce
our loneliness.

Take your glasses off. Let me see you.
I'll take mine off too, so we can blindly make eye contact.

Kimberly Eyers Jul 2015

Fury and Despair

When wavering
Between fury and despair
Hold tight to fury
At least then
You can still feel strong.
Feeling strong turns out
To be vital
For me,
Especially
When the world
Conspires to make me weak-
Plants fear in me-
Tears it down when I build a bridge to honesty.

So I'm furious.
And furiously persistent.
In my mission to live honestly.

Kimberly Eyers Feb 2015

Thankful

The artistry of protection;
the elegant deception.

Poisons of the mind,
And their bitter antidotes.

If my life is a work of art,
Then it is community theatre.

And I am thankful
To everyone who keeps
The curtain
From closing.

*Thank you

Kimberly Eyers Jan 2015

Men and the Meek

This is 'sexist'.
It's a well deserved criticism:
In my experience-
And I consider it a wealth of well thought over
Experience-
Men are only remorseful
When they get caught.
And they do
And say...

Not that women are
all altruistic.
All hapless victims of the competition
For their genitalia.
Some are vengeful.
A sentiment I empathize with-
To a point.

I'm no artfully painted cherub,
And you shouldn't believe me when I say
Love is only for the meek, but-

Love
Is only
For the Meek.

Jan 2015

Deyer

The Warmth of Winter

Fatigue comes and goes
as it pleases.
It comes early in the mornings after I've hit snooze
four times,
and it lingers long after.
It breathes
d
o
w
n
my spine,
taking power from already aching muscles.
It works at my body throughout the day,
but my mind
still
has the power to wander
through the night.
My body builds up its walls
but it cannot fight this ever-present force.
My mind seems to slip beyond the
wretched grasps,
even though I sometimes wish
fatigue would put my mind at rest,
if only
for a little while.

#sleep #rest #fatigue