My mind is teeming with rhymes, but, Can't even decide on the first lines to write, I am confused...... I keep on waiting.... Precious moments are taking too long To come through. Right now, I am having A motley of thoughts, I am feeling sad... I am feeling blue I am coping with anxiety I sure need a remedy.
Dan Brown? Ludlum? Khaled Hosseini? Maybe, a Children's Tale by Richard D. Remler, Or...one from those of a good Soul(in torment).... I could make a necklace out of pearls and Lapiz Lasuli Or I could turn to my Gardenia plants, to prune and trim.... A journal and a pen for some memories, some new lines... A glass of red or white wine would be nice, A mug of steaming coffee would be heaven.... Still, all these combined would not suffice... I sure need the best remedy...
I know myself too well.... This time, I need my elixir, My cure-all... I need my panacea, I need YOU.
(but, where are you?) ...it doesn't make sense...
Sally
Copyright September 2013 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
***This is a repost from 2013---edited a bit...it brings such pleasure, when reading what was written some years ago...to know how one felt then... how writing style had changed...from then, to now....it also feels good to read thoughts from long ago...***