Cold

Yesterday
I woke up cold
blankets on the floor
wondering when they had fallen
off

Then I
noticed that I
could move again and
breathe in freely once again

I am free.

Last Aid

Those first lessons
the ones that
burn deep in the skin and soul and heart
the lessons of leaving
of betrayal
the wound the oozes raw beneath the shield
agony ignored and assauged with a panacea
of quick fixes and momentary thrills
I watch you run
trying to escape
your truth is
tattooed on your Soul
and it keeps pace at your side.

When you can no longer bear the
weight of the pain
I will be waiting
with the balm
that will heal all.

Elephant

It sits quietly
basking in the sun of a
New Spring
silent and unnamed
as we dance
carefully avoiding the
rising piles of
excrement
the smell stings ~~
the air pungent with
the unsaid
as realization dawns
I turn and find
all exits
blocked.

Atonement

You are foregiven
even before you ask
because I see
only
Your Innocence
and
I know that it is only
in Forgiving
that I am Forgiven
and that is all
I seek.

Embarkation

Once again I take
the Road
Less Traveled
it is not the one that
others would choose
were they me;
or where You have me go,
if I gave You that choice ~
I know not where it leads
to solitude or unity
but the Peace it holds
calls me quietly
and I
Know
I must go. . .

Stepping stone

How do I dig
out of this HOLE
where I willingly
went to fetch you
when you fell, so hard
so fast.
You grasp my hand
and then climbed out
over my body
pressing my flesh into
the black mud
and leaving me
like so much
old trash. . .

Parum Nex

I walk through fire
never burning or feeling heat
I carry the weight of
my world
and do not stumble
I am the paragon of
strength and courage
navigating more than any
one
woman
should endure.

But, each day another
chip breaks away and
small drops of
pain
slip down my face
each one a monument
to
the small losses
that have passed
with no stone
or cross
or grave
to mark their exit