Things aren’t always what they seem.
A sniffle here.
A cough there.
Headaches and then nausea.
Body begins to hurt
As the throat scratches out it’s voice.
Sickness has arrived
But who is it?
A simple fever?
Or the deadliest new strain?
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Heart of Wonder
Alice had it right.
Run after the rabbit.
Fall down the hole.
Everything is changing.
We change too.
Too big or too small
We learn to change through it all.
As scary as it is
Change will always happen.
Can you see the opportunity in the wonder if it all?
Flower Petals
Lips chapped.
Wind scoured face.
Drenched hair.
The walk this morning
shows promise for the wild seeds
planted randomly
last fall.
Nicer Days Ahead
The weather is warming up.
People are seen more outside.
Friends greeting each other.
Neighbours waving Hello.
Animals prowling their territory.
The birds protesting.
The dogs insisting on their walks.
City life becomes more alive.
The greys of winter turn slowly green.
The brain processes happiness once again.
Blending in
Be one of the crowd.
Do the honor of inconspicuous.
Who are you but another face.
Unknown.
Unseen.
Unheard.
Is your life damned by others?
Those unblinking eyes do not see you?
You are not worthy of their attention
and so you remain anonymous
and merely one more number.
Piece of Mind
When the great fall
due to enemies from within.
I never understood
Why it was so selfish to think of yourself
When all you ever did
Was everything for everyone else.
Telling the world
You have problems
Doesn’t make you weak.
It makes you stronger
For those around you
See you as you truly are.
Human.
It is sad
To see someone lose to the struggle
Fought so bitterly inside.
I only wish
People also see
What that does for them
When the Great Fall
So that they can rise.
Body versus Brain
Morning fog brain.
You know you must get up.
Things to do.
Chores and errands to run.
Other living things demanding attention.
Your body protests.
Coaxing the body to go along
is getting harder these days.
Redo
Sometimes things can start over.
Games, stories, movies.
Lives are on hold
Starting over only begins if the past is left behind.
Renovate the decorations
As your new life begins.
Restless
Too excited to sleep.
Thoughts jumble and turn
As the body resists the temptation
To relax.
The night will be a long one.
The coming dawn
Proves the day will be even longer.
Name Blame
I have hurt my children more
with words
than any other way.
Even my silence
was cruelty
when I should have told them
I loved them.
My honesty now
only makes me realize
how wrong I was.
So blame me
when my kids don’t understand.
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