AFRAID OF BEING ALONE
The feeling of loneliness
grips me with terror,
and tears I cannot control
ceaselessly fall from my eyes.
I cry for what I think is lost
but, in reality,
is merely misplaced.
My stomach in knots,
I try to bring reason to this
unfounded fear.
But rational thinking eludes me.
Darkness envelops my spirit.
Panic sets in as another empty day
threatens any sense of contentment.
And tears, never fully contained,
continue their merciless journey.
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AFRAID OF DROWNING
A graying snout
With long soft ears
Eyes of brown
Filmed over with years
I fear drowning in those soulful eyes
The joy of play
Marked by a wagging tail
The jowls that hold
That velvet tongue
I fear drowning in those wet kisses
A life well lived
Every day with him
Ten short years
Are very long for him
I fear drowning in my love of Simon
Thanks, Lynda. It's nice to have you as my first post. And, being Simon's other mom, I know how much he is loved!
AFRAID TO BE UNDISCOVERED
The craft of poetry is a gift.
The images swirl in my head,
creating an intricate tapestry,
held tight by my words as the thread.
But I fear that the gift might be wasted
if the poems aren’t found to be read.
TO BE AFRAID
To be afraid is a common thread
that holds us all together.
Whether we find ourselves afraid of snakes,
or aging, or bad weather,
we share this bond of senseless fear
that can’t be overcome
by wishing that it wasn’t so
and, thus, we each succumb.
Little Carol, all afraid
Is huddled in her closet,
Hiding from the storm...
Lightning flashing,
Thunder Clapping,
Wind is going crazy.
Needed rain comes pouring down.
And Little Carol
Says, "Bring on the Rain,
We need it very badly
But I can't stand the other stuff
It just annoys me sadly."
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