I spy a land where anything is possible. All the mind can picture made manifest. I see it all because I feel like I have seen it all. That land somewhere between sanity and insanity. A place I do not always enter willingly. And I am terrified. *** Please cover me like a parent does…

You better listen. A warning does not always come with a trumpet and cymbals. Trying to get your attention at all costs. Driving the point home until you are forced to listen. Head lights illuminating the only path forward. No, that only happens when the worst has already come to pass. *** The warning is…

There are things I regret. Choices that I might have made differently. If only I had more information at the time. Running through my head like phantoms. Mocking my feelings and rejecting the past. Saying that the fault is solely my own. *** Other times I regret what I could not control. Knowledge that others…

I see my grandma sitting in her favorite chair. She no longer gets there on her own. No longer remembers why it is her favorite. Led by hand out of respect for who she used to be. Someone that used to be full of life and personality. Boiled down now to the dregs of a…

Sometimes I feel small and stupid. Attempting to go after a goal I could never reach. Making a fool of myself acting like I have way more power than I do. Wasting time and energy. A pattern I fall into in hopes of impressing others or only God’s eyes. Stretching myself into a role that…

Sometimes a sad song runs through me. Knocking the dust off the hammers. Even as the wood splinters, staying in perfect tune. But who can say for whom the song is for. An unseen eye or to stay off the age. At least to protect what good form is left. *** A dusty piano sits…

I do not mind a life or death situation. At least if I fail, it is predictable. I might not have the chance to fade before I am ready. All my undone wants tied up with a neat little bow. Goodbyes said. Story finished. *** I would rather it had a name. Something I can…

Who is the arbiter for you. Do they listen and do what is fair? Fair to you or themselves instead. Exclusionary is a scary word. Hints at unbalance. A flaw in the system. *** Others covet the power. Crawling from the cracks in the walls like vermin. Not caring for the balance. Single minded push…

When I awake it begins. Or perhaps it already started. Images and places I have never been rubbed from my eyes with the blurriness. Good and bad colors chased away by sun. But my perspective is now stained. The sun takes longer than a day to bleach away the rest. *** I am haunted. A…

Where did the feeling go? I swear I just had it. Set in down the moment I was not using it. Left to wait on some dusty shelf. But now that I truly need it, it is stuck in a jail I do not know the location of. Waiting patiently like a puppy at the…