Poems
At night the drugs wear off. The chasm opens, despair engulfs; dark hands take hold. How strange this battered brain relegated to rely on pills and prescriptions How strange this stranger; me who once stood proud and disdained the very drugs I now depend on Bare, bereft Worn and worried Tangled and trapped So very … Continue reading
The Unbroken
There is a brokenness Out of which comes the unbroken,A shatteredness outOf which blooms the unshatterable,There is a sorrowBeyond all grief which leads to joyAnd a fragilityOut of whose depths emerges strength. There is a hollow spaceToo vast for wordsThrough which we pass with each loss,Out of whose darknessWe are sanctioned into being. There is … Continue reading
Whosit, Whatsit, Wheresit
Once upon a time, Can't remember when, Way back there, Way back then, Someone told me something, Can't remember who, Can't remember what it was But if I ever do I'll write it on a thingum And put it somewhere safe– I think the little whatsit Would be the perfect place. I wouldn't trust the … Continue reading
