Hush Little Baby

Peace, dark
Silent, glowing
Beckons from the shadows
Cold, sullen
Bright, blinding
Casts a neverending light
Follow, softly
Sudden, falling
Nightmares trading places
Dreams, fantasy
Beauty, haunting
Dawn breaks on a memory
Forever, yearn
Smile, genuine
Comfort knowing this Truth

DPB

Days
Pass
By

Swirling
Sudden
Hurricane

Winds
Shake
Foundation

Life
Love
Faith

God
After
Thought

Minutes
Turn
Hours

Changing
Losing
Control


Wonder
Worry
Whirling


Stop

Look
Breathe
Years
Turned
Grey

Memories
Faded
Distant

Lost
Forever
Missing


Days
Pass
By

Mother's Day re-post: Empty Arms

I would like to take a moment to wish a happy mothers day to all those who have as yet been robbed of the chance to call themselves a Mom, despite their deep desires and instincts for this title.

That simple word resonates and cuts deep into me on this day, even as I appreciate all of the others mothers in the world. The emptiness echoes every time another pregnancy is announced or another person asks "So when are you two having kids?"...I try to keep it to myself but sometimes it seeps out and builds up a bitterness and a bright green envy...

Here is the poem I wrote and posted on here last spring... just thought it deserved a re-post...

So easy, so simple

Just hold and let go

Wait 3 and check

Vertical or horizontal

Then into the basket

So easy, so simple

So easy, so simple

Cliche commercials

Just a few seconds

Everything changes...

Or nothing does...

So easy, so simple

Let down disappointment

Useless, hopeless,empty

Rock-a-bye silence

Reminders everywhere

Anything but easy

Scared and alone

Terror in a $10 box

Don't judge me, don't leave me

Take on or give away

Anything but simple

So easy, so simple

Little manufactured play house

Just like Mommy

Wound up doll cries and laughs

Plastic childhood dreams

So easy, so simple

A single, quiet tear

Slides down her cheek

A single, quiet tear

Torn from his heart

Slowly breaking down

Confidence and hope

Leaves bitterness and pain

And one lingering question

Why them, not me?