Once upon a time and happily ever after graced the corridors of my consciousness, but not anymore. Now my psyche cries get through the day and don’t commit homicide.

A new spring is about to startTen lost winters have weathered my heartAnd mud-larks still sing until dark Bridges of dreams were crossedThe ocean and river spannedWaters of love found Our true love ran deepCascading over hidden rocksAnd sharp stones were softened by sand The winds of time shreddedOur threadbare sailsAnd replaced the canvas sheetsWith ...

But everyone knows, There’s no rainbow without a storm.

Crash into me in tidal waves Rush up hemlines of receding shore Tempest fingers in remnants of history Deposited sands of time;  Expose metal detector mysteries: Barbed wire and shrapnel Wrapped around bones Featured Image by Velizar Ivanov on Unsplash

Trust blessed mewith unbearable lonelinessas you loved awaymy self-esteemreplacing it with fear and doubt Your love gifted mewith shattered confidenceplacing no valueon my presenceshowing no appreciationfor my time I cannot love you anymorefor my beautiful hearthas been shatteredYet-this broken heartStill beats Photo by Hernan Pauccara from Pexels

You can hold on while still falling.Miracles are seen in the unseen. Fall-and holds on all at the same time.Impossible?No. The bird with broken wings still soars as she sits quietly in the stillness.Her wings tied together, still flutter.The breathless kiss of air touches the curves of her wingsall the while she sits in stillness ...

Let your thoughts of me  carry you through your day  and rock you to sleep at night. Featured image by Rodnae Productions, courtesy of Pexels

I may not know the reasonWhy you beckoned meInto your arms But here I amOnce againForevermore Being with youIs where I belongCome what may Featured photo taken by Magyar courtesy of Pixabay

I have cried tears that could fill buckets. I cried tears when those very buckets turned to cold showers-cold, breath-catching. Then catching and cutting my heart, deep and sudden. I have cried tears that have turned into oceans. I would gladly cross for those that would follow after me.I know plenty who would never risk jumping a puddle to ...

He is the perfect partnerThe words tumble from her lipsdisregarding anypain or tearspreviously shed He is passionate and dignifiedwords she now uttersas the warmthof his bodycomforts her in his bed His words aresoft and caringlike none she’s ever heardher words describe him boldlywithout the slightest care in the world She’s oblivious to thetime and patienceinvested ...