Depression deforms
Reality and vision
Always it tells lies
Category: Poetry
I don’t understand trolls or bullies
I don’t understand
The drive for savage cruelty
Life’s brutal enough
Internet trolls puzzle me greatly. What do they seem to accomplish? What is their goal? It just seems so much easier to build others up than tear them down.
It’s Morning
A sunrise
Wakefulness comes
Not yet ready
I resist
The Same Sun
Journeys near and far
We always see the same sun
Human connection
A sunny autumn morn
Summer’s hints remain
Echoes of heat and sunshine
Sunny autumn morn
Facing The Old Fears
Facing the old dreams
Memories long since hidden
Those things frighten me
The Freshman Suicide
A freshman committed
Suicide
Died last night,
I hear the wail
Of robbed potential,
The silent home
A room, empty,
Where homework
Should be studied,
Driving lessons
Rehashed,
Proms planned,
Eventually weddings, childbirth
Joyful transition
Parent
To grandparent,
Planning OUR funerals,
Not of a child.
Funerals for children
Brutal
Life is fragile.
A Haiku From My Walk
Moving through mid-day
I step outside and reclaim
Focus and vision
On Writing
I entertained other paths
Other work
But this remains strong
I guess I cannot
Escape
Thus I should
Surrender
Into,
Then through,
My fear
Only I shall remain
Today’s Haiku: Flower’s Joy
These moments of joy
Nothing is more glorious
Sunlight on petals
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