At Play

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A
brightness
permeates
in and around
the air. So joyous,
feeling light and free now.
Let’s enjoy this wondrous time.
Come play like in our youth again.
No one and nothing could bring us down.
Do you remember how you felt back then?
We escaped into our own little worlds.
Fantasies filled with fresh scenery.
Everything was possible then.
Rich daydreams colored our world.
Sun, fun, and games all day!
Innocent children
at play again.
I sure do
miss it,
friend.

Originally published 2/6/2019 on I Write Her.

Liberty

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two halves, we are whole
my spirit animal, proud
you and me, so free

Originally posted 2/5/2019 on I Write Her.

Carol Anne

Eileen

Eileen, my guide
Through the depths of my mind’s maze
With wisdom and care
You help me find my true self
In your presence, I find peace

Sunrise

Golden rays emerge,
Painting the sky with colors,
New day, hope awakes.

Nitro

Lost in memories,
Nitro’s pawprints on my heart,
Forever cherished.

The Morning Sky

Golden rays emerge,
Painting the sky with colors,
Morning’s gentle kiss.
Birds sing their joyful chorus,
Nature awakes with new hope.

Feeling Blue

In shadows I dwell,
Heart heavy with sorrow’s weight,
Hope’s light yet to swell.

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Carol Anne (pen name) is a 40-something-year-old totally blind woman from Ireland.  She is diagnosed with dissociative identity disorder and complex PTSD, and she enjoys reading, writing, and having fun. This is Carol Anne’s first feature with The Short of It.

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It Takes Two

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I can’t help you resolve it all.
But I’ll do what you can’t.

Until you’re stronger,
I’ve got you.

I’ll do my best.
Please do the same. 

What hurts you,
injures me too.

Let’s work together.
Then tomorrow it will be easier.

For the both of us.

Originally posted 11/13/2018 on I Write Her.

Enraptured

Inspired by Reena’s Xploration Challenge #320 – Diminished
& Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Sachets


we found such beautiful sachets
on our shopping excursion
to the quaint little town to the north

the display was simple
yet drew us all in
we touched, sniffed, ooh’d and aah’d

they dangled so exposed, not held in plastic
yet their scent was not diminished
beckoning young and old admirers

we delighted in their magic
each purchasing one or two
what a lovely find for us all

Real

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with my tribe there’s peace
calm, protective connections
there’s an ease with them

Originally published September 24, 2018 on I Write Her.

Falling Down

A
tumble
from my grace.
It brought about
our demise. You’re not coming back from that.

In The Arms Of A Friend

as the natural tragedies
inflicted by life’s detached unpredictability
cuts deeply into our being

when the bruises appear
and the tears fall silently
achingly or in a torrent

the needed respite appears
temporarily, an easement manifests
in the arms of a friend

Looking Back

a wise reflection
in the winter of your life
yes, i had your back

Your Days

it was coming
i knew it with certainty
and distractions from the truth
failed me

when the phone call came
i braced myself in steely opposition
hardening my body against the cruel words
i was about to hear

she’s dead

only screams of sorrow
and heavy sobs of tears escaped me
i was now in a world
which felt empty and hollow

her eagerness to listen
her kind and gentle ways gone
the smiles and caring on her face
would happen no more

i pushed the receiver from my ear
as if to push away the truth
but knowing that mourning had begun
a new reality, one hard to face

feeling empty without her presence
i was born into a lonely place
her voice and body only in memories now
i miss her grace, her love and her acceptance

time took forever to heal the loss i felt
the place in my heart where she took up residence
darkened, and shriveled up
the air thicker as i inhaled only tears

the light she shone came to an end
but the warmth she gave continues
i always try to celebrate the day she was born
but the day she left, i mourn

#Whatdoyousee
Image Credit – Angéle Kamp @ Unsplash

I thank VJ and Sadje for inspiring thoughts of my special friendship. Guess I needed a good cry today. I dedicate this piece to Bana – a wonderful human being and such a catalyst for good – she will always be remembered with a smile and a tear.