Longing for an answer,
Knowing it won't come,
I beg for God's mercy.

I scream "Who are you!"
With no reason to cry,
I feel tears on my cheek.

"Today's the day" She says.
Sounds like a melody,
played by an old violin.

Metallic, dense, and rusty.
Like smoke from a foundry.

Tethered there by blue-veined needles and velcro,
In a rented bed she sleeps. ****-Stained linens and
humiliation her new life.

Sunday visit’s from people she recognizes but can’t
remember is the only joy she has now. But even these
are darkened by grief.

She dreams of her beloved Husband and the dances they shared,only to wake and cry in his absence. Not sure where he went
or when he’ll return.

The call of “Lights Out” comes and she falls into dream-sleep,
Hearing the soft melody of a Sinatra tune she see’s him.
The only love she’s known.

“Maybe tonight we can dance once more” She whispered
as her beloved took her into his arms. The tune was familiar
that he sang into her ear, and she felt once more his breath
on her neck.

Twirling about in a fashion that would bring Astaire
to envy they danced into the heavens.
Forever together, They danced.

Love unwanted

You came from nowhere;
Knocking me from my feet.

Disturbing my thoughts,
Leaving me in a broken pile.

Thinking it only a meeting of chance;
Blindly ignoring your flirtations,
I hoped you were gone.

But you returned;
Making me your puppet.

Lips bloodied and tongue ravaged
from your kiss of vengeance.

I've tried to leave
Many,many times.
But still you linger.


And I lose my mind
in small pieces.

Hoping only to forget my life
before you loved me.