A soft sigh. Start with a late morning. Calm overtakes. No rush or consequences. Absent of struggle or anxiety. Slowing down to catch back up. *** Flowers and leaves already open to the morning sun. Soft music echos from somewhere unseen or minded. The usual pains exist unchanged but in lesser form. Given room to…

Who holds the power between giver and receiver? A tug of war that continues if intervention is not provided. Rope straining between the tired hands of needs. Bruised and bloody from time. Both sides neither wanting to be a loser or winner. Yet not wanting the game to continue. *** If either side is winning,…

Coral bells, for who do you ring? Perched in my front garden under light shade. Sentries to home and hearth. Putting forth your music multiple times a year. A repeating encore. Announcing your entrance with the hum of bees and the flutter of butterfly wings. *** Do you ring to welcome? A victorious return home.…

There was the strangest phenomenon when I was little. Visitors of the unusual kind would come to me in the middle of the night. If sleep did not take me first they would come. An expected occurrence. *** Vibrant shapes would fill the air. Sometimes they would move in a line and other times in…

A spider spinning a web. Trying to draw people in with a false light. Practiced thread pulled tight by manipulation. Feeding only on those that cannot fight back. Paralyzed by a mixture of hope and lies. Avoid that web at all cost. *** I will take flight in the opposite direction. Perhaps the web is…

Do I need you? The soft love. The tender touch. The presence that props me up. That twin soul. The one that could be my everything. *** Do I need the security? A future that isn’t a dead end. Life that does not scream of being lonely. A worry snuffed out at the root. No…

Sometimes I have nightmares. Doing or feeling horrible things. Against morals. Against belief. Against my very nature. And I don’t mind. *** Is it a relic of my childhood? Chaos manifest. Mimicry of the poor role models in my life. A sad attempt to empathize. A breakout of memory. Failure of realization of self. ***…

Change is constant. What I am today is different than yesterday. With every action my size shifts. Not every action has the desired effect. I find myself in situations not built for me. Alice a just as curious twin. *** Some days I drink the “drink me” tonic for my soul. I end up lost…

There is a place where my heart can grow. Where the calm never breaks and tears never flow. The temperature is never too hot and cold acts as an excuse for cozy behavior. A cabin somewhere green and dwarfed by the trees. A clear aired place where I can just sit. My mind and soul…

You lean down and gently kiss my forehead. Tingling. Beats. Pleasing. Warm. I look up at your face in response but see nothing. Blank. Undefined. Nostalgic. Unknown. It’s our wedding day and a long planned event. Extravagant. Cheap. Lovely. Disappointing. Concern builds as I hope it goes on without a problem. Loved. Abandoned. Exciting. Ignored.…