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Watching waves fall and crash on beaches of sand, time and again announcing the rhythm of loneliness as it continues to happen without our participation or desire.
Believing in whatever is washed upon the shore, taking in, innocently, while holding shells, whispers of grief sensing our feelings as they’re placed in front of us, without regard to emotional turmoil.
Deftly stepping on floors of spinning delight,
joining me tonight in sweet melodies of happiness.Serenity quietly calming my thoughts, bringing meto an understanding of future destinies awaitingmy choices.
Hanging my head like branches on a tree.
knowing there will only be the silence ofnature enveloping me within senses of being.
Memories of Christmas gifts after Mom died, no happiness or smiles hiding inside.
Shutting my heart and closing it’s doors forevermore, or so I thought.Son’s joy and laughter on Christmas morn reminded me that I was still alive although it never felt like it again.A woman came barging into my life much later in life, insisting on being my friend and not taking no for an answer.Challenging my…
Violent emotions being kept in check, hidden at times even from the person they have afflicted.
Obliquity endeavors hiding, jumping into the picture when least expected.Bouncing into focus at inopportune moments, blocking the visions of being whole, tearing anew, self-esteem, pulling the person into puzzle pieces, unable to fit herself together at times.Tears flow unbidden when thoughts come hither and yon, filling her heart with despair and blackened mourning.