yakiba
poetry from the tempered edge
Saturday, May 11, 2013
My thoughts are waves that
are never still - I observe
them from the clifftop
I sit at work but
in my mind I lie on the
beach - the restless waves
Listen to the sea
And breathe with the waves, release
the stress and darkness
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Cold vinegar tears
bleed from me and the spiders
chase rainbows again
I am a battle
scarred veteran of a war
against depression
I stare at the wall -
I drink the honey sun and
ride the emotions
A bridge to hang from
waits for me. The appointment
I skip; ice cream calls
broken pottery
of my soul sing of laughter
and sunshine day smiles
In my room, on my
island bed - a fortress on
a warm blood sea sails
Sit in the light and
feel alive - away from the
suicide darkness
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