Disapproving
Gray clouds
Who ate the sunshine
For breakfast
Come all of the memories,
Raindrops;
They slip down her cheeks
The ocean swallowed a sky of possibilities
The moon turned its face away,
Wistfully
A single flower grew among the weeds,
but the harsh wind
Of an unforgotten past
Slashed away its
Dreams.
Glass everywhere
Shattered against a wall
Of indifference
A goblet brimming with love
And stolen wishes.
The storm within her heart
Ice shards
Stab mercilessly
Into the serenity
Of oak trees
Smooth lakes
Her thoughts.
Chaotic turmoil
Like a little sailboat
Tossed to and fro
By stormy seas.
Nightmare twisted
Warped,
Like the web of a giant spider,
Dreams.
Trapped.
Entangled by the giant spider's willful thread
Wings broken, freedom lost
Such a cost, such a cost.

But
Night ends
Eventually.
And then
There is a something.
It flits, dancing, through
Wise trees
Hearts
Ice
Dark
Frozen relics
Of stormy
Centuries.
Hope
A rainbow of colors
Gleaming on her eyelash.
Not forgotten.
Light
Embraces
Patient oak.
Curls up,
Happy
Like a cat
Content to be where she is
At last.