As I sit within the shadows-

Life itself I do ponder.

Such sadness scars my soul.

Thorns encased in salt rape my heart-

Reflections of death I have seen.


Mind over body-

Veils my being.

As I sit in the shadows-

They do speak to me-

In hushed whispers-

Warming my ears.

For shadows have no reflection-

Death can’t be seen.

To which brings comfort to thee.

Wheezing Rambles…..

Wheezing Rambles…..

The sun was shining through late evening clouds-

My little dog named Misty was strutting along-

Ever-so gleeful-

Mud dappled her paws.

People were staring-

Insecure I felt-

All were judging me.

Their stares projecting-

Silent words of judgement-


This young lass with her dog in hand-

A rebel she be-

For no mask be upon her face.

My stomach twisting-

Palms are sweating-

If only they knew-

I have Asthma-

A consistent struggle to breath.

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Current Times. Longing Moments…

Current Times. Longing Moments…

Shall we ever be reunited with the world that once was-

Precious moments of accompanied laughter,

The bustling atmosphere of cafes-

Such bittersweet aroma of freshly brewed coffee-

Teasing…alluring…..the senses of human-kind.

An unplanned date-

Corn Kernels transforming into a buttery delight.

A flirtatious smile here-

Hands intertwined there-

Such a delicate dance.

Gatherings and laughter-

Friends reuniting-

After long moments apart.

Will these bittersweet memories-

Become a reality again?