As I sit here studying your picture,
Thoughts race through my mind.
I try to imagine what your life
Was like, when your light shined.
Serious Poems
The Visiting Angel
Somewhere between still awake and sweet sleep –
Before I drifted into the deep
An image came to my mind so crisp and clear –
I wondered if I were really here.
Everything
I saw him stumble into the room,
his body beaten, his eyes weary.
The crowd of men were mocking him,
I studied them, staying leery.
When the Dark Comes In
People moving to and fro, doing their work in the light, finishing the day and preparing for the next before day becomes night. When the lights go out, the dark comes in, and there is no telling what will happen then. Reality turns to fantasy. Reason becomes insane. Old monsters tucked away since childhood days, come out to play again. Continue reading
The Midnight Hour
Perhaps I am crazy,
Worse things have been said.
But I have felt you near me,
And know, it’s not all in my head.
I Don’t Want to be Strong Tonight
Thank you for the offer
But I’ll have to refuse
Company might be better
But I need time to process the news.
Questions for Grandma
Questions to ask when I see,
And talk with my Grandma Lee:
Who were you, when you were 22?
the driftwood
a piece of driftwood
floated down the stream.
no control of its destiny,
or so it seemed.
