only through tragedy is hard won resuscitation earned when the netting of pain and clouds of sinister motives lift then joy easily filters back in settling and surrounding our once wounded essence
a deep sigh of relief accompanies this return to peace the torture of held in and poured out tears whether recent or distant, they are left to the past the present beckons intentional breaths of inhaled calm and renewal ushering in a return to the land of the living
When I look deeper into this piece, I feel it doesn’t necessarily refer to just dealing with writer’s block. Humans are complicated, and sometimes facing things is a long-drawn-out process. Being scared is just one of the emotions one can go through.
Oh, that was a cute turtle until that ruthless hawk made him lunch. Well, that’s the democratic way – Kill or be killed! The weaker player in the game of life who deserved to be dead.
Au contraire! This is the Republican’s idea of justice. It’s disgusting. But, you watch, all the sick sycophants of the GOP will eventually end. It won’t be a sad day when they and tRump are over. There will be no sorrow, only joy because we will have ruined them and their evil ways! We will rule over them then!
awake and alert the mind focuses on the tasks at hand thoughts aligned to achieve results
i am pleased
day dreams slip in swirling from one fantasy to the next thoughts drifting in pleasure
i am captured
sleep beckons my attention wide awake with intrusion no, thankfully not tonight thoughts cease momentarily
i am relieved
nightmares force me awake jumbling incoherent images rousing heart-pumping emotions thoughts gone haywire and weird
i am frightened
always pondering images, words, feelings flitting in and about never-ending and overbearing
sometimes...they land on paper
chapters closed and resolved
they remain in my heart and mind
not quite addressed, fearful of consequences
i yell them at the hologram before me
the need to purge anger arises
they land on my cheeks
the need to feel overwhelms
i push them into the deep recesses, locked away
remaining hidden from myself
I recently read these gems, very touching and heart-felt. This poem (published over three days) expresses well the emotions dealt with at the end of relationships. Might evoke some tears for those who can relate; you’ve been warned.
In silence I hear your voice cracking, You whisper your final wish; “You and I are lacking.” So simple it was for you to say. Beyond my mind, beyond my soul, I was lost for you not to stay. you said; “You knew it would happen one day”. The burden I felt streaming through my vein, the voice I lost in my pain, the wish I never had imagined in my brain, The waves were still and waiting for their remain. Silence is what kept us wondering, to wonder; “I Was not afraid to ask!” To tell; You did with no mask.
To tell; You did with no mask. Face to eye, body to linger, We grasp like there is no tomorrow. For there shall be a next sorrow. you said; “I’m sorry, but I have to.” We were in a flow, but you had to grow, beyond your dreams you stayed, but in pain we weren’t made. You had to grow, we weren’t in a flow, ….. ….. ….. anymore. You said your goodbye, “You had me at hello.” while we both disappeared into the blue sky. Desire of the best, you remained you while I became that guy.
I became that guy. Whose Liability was caught by atmospheric beauty. At the end of light, in the beginning of time, I rise with thou gazing moon to seek for wolfs cry. By dint of howl I reckon my faults eye; “Thereby I fought/ I arise/ I wander from misery to impasse of ending sky.” To clamber through life in gallivant of night, A butterfly of dawn, nor battles cry, I Amplify my music of spheres through, but why? To ask, but not to answer. To seek, but not to find. To touch, but not to feel. “To not deny the truth from my goodbye.”