Barren

In the grey
Drops of water fall
From the sky
From the grey

But what to do when
Grey hangs over
But no droplets form
Dry and dark
Lost and broken

No way of expression
A stormy, humid mess
Thunder rolling
In the distance

Lightning tears through
Destroying dreams
Shedding light
In flashes
On hopes and plans
Unfulfilled

Blue skies disappear
The sun cowers

Helpless and lonely
The earth cries out
Withering, bleeding
But not a drop will fall

Pinwheel

Turning slowly in a cool Spring breeze

A night spent planning and laughing

Who knew this would be our last?

Barely spinning, stale summer sun

The ground cracks, dry and thirsty

Lonely and confused, I cry

Autumn winds swirl out of control

Everything moves so fast, so soon

Almost forgetting, in the change of it all

Frozen winter, no longer spinning

Family and holidays, a comfort

Yet a grim reminder of your absence

Spring returns, the wind still turns you

Green starts to grow over the pain

A lifetime in the flash of one year

Memories fill my soul, your smile fills my heart

I miss you so much, I think of you often

When I pass by Weidler, a flood of past

Holidays come and go, an emptiness lingers

You were the center, the common ground

We all go about the routines and traditions

But you are there in the back of our minds

I am so thankful for the things you taught me

The time you spent, the life you shared

Your selfless dedication to family and God

I will never forget you, I will always miss you

One year ago, I lost you in the flesh

But I will always hold you close to me

Until the day I can hear you sing again

M. Fern Amand

11/30/1925 - 3/24/2010

Stroke of Rebirth (Wk 1 Challenge)

So my Mom and I have started a weekly writing challenge together. Here is my first week's challenge:
Challenge was to write about new beginnings using the words: change(s), refresh(ed), simple, new, begin(s/ings).



Fairy tale turned backwards
Saying goodbye to yesterday
Challenge to make it on her own

Days of grounded warmth
Giving way to weightless cold
Soles to scales, lungs to gills


A simple back and forth
Her fins press her body forward
Even as she tries to hold back

She can feel the water rushing
Leaving the past behind her
Transformation, cool and refreshing

Something new and wonderful
But deep inside she's terrified
Of solitary choices and changes

Some days she feels the end
Of who she thought she was
Of all she's been telling herself

Normal gets so comfortable
But she was meant for more
Beginning with a swim

A Shot of Anguished Indifference

Walls of white, personality hung by rusty nails
Songs turn in circles on the record player
Everywhere memories hang in the air
Like a musty, damp smell after the flood
Start the morning with absolut denial
Then try to make it through another day
Filling empty hours in bed with strangers
Finally the sun takes its leave for the night
Coat and cover the shame and hurt
A thin layer of beauty as deep as this skin
Night out with plastered smile and machismo
Sailing with the Captain on a sea of gold
Conversation as shallow as the glass in hand
Face down on Egyptian cotton, another salve
Tasteless candy easing pain for the moment
Soon cursed sun rises, as the blood pulses
Easier to stay, just give up and give in
Eventually up, searching for next distraction
Lost in something beyond your years
Fluid movement ahead, yet backward
This cunning snare tears holes deep within
As the days pass by, the rose petals fall
Until nothing by dries up thorns remain