Two robins

Perched on a fence,

A gust of wind

No telling from whence,

Toppled them both

And one was stolid,

The other remarkably sanguine,

And unsure what to call this occurrence

Perhaps a fresh start,

An exercise

To work the heart

Toward better days

The lengths one goes to

Unpretentiously mocks you

Shame. Why it haunts you

Ignorance is bliss

Stupor-power? Hit or miss

Karma’s a cold bitch

Those famous last words

Again I quote “Nevermind”

Listen the first time!

No needless rehash

Crack wise and silence feedback

Muted and murdered

Scuttled rebuttals

Two cents says what of others

A pillow smothers

While daydreaming of crystallization,

Lunging for definitions,

But missing

The concept of

Hue disparities,

Unable to catch up with

The terms for your tempo,

And stumped for an explanation

Of whether your role is

Tender or rough

Because a paradigm is an

Inadequate caption of the authentic

You still beat within

I still forget how to breathe

have mercy on me

#Haiku #Poetry #imissyou #tortured

If I could say goodbye to everything,

The first thing that I’d do

Is say goodbye to all the pain

That ripped me right into.

I’d watch and wave as it floats away,

While every tear I’ve ever cried

Is carried down a winding river

Flowing to the other side.

The memories that torment me

Every day and every night

Would be gone into eternity

And I wouldn’t have to fight.

The fight is what’s making it

Hard to even breathe

The heavy chest and gasps for air-

A daily thing for me.

I try so hard to be okay,

I swear to God I do...

But I know it’s not enough

To bring me back to you.

Don’t worry though, I won’t give up.

And here’s the reason why,

I couldn’t bring this pain to you

If I really were to say goodbye.

#poetry #mentalhealthawareness

Fear has never been so tangible,

In the land known for welcome kindness.

It reeks from the eyes of every stranger,

As we leap and dance to each avoid the other.

Wringing our hands with soap and water,

And wearing masks that everyone can see.

Desperate to escape the dreaded virus,

From which there seems no reprieve.

Everyone seems guilty now,

There is no innocence found.

Suspicion is in our very breath,

We wear it like a crown.

We are aching to once again be normal,

But fear creeps in again.

Normal will be a new surreal,

The robber reigns supreme.

#covid19 #fear #newnormal #poetry #washyourhands

Dear young one,

It is ok to fail.

You are allowed to bend and break and grow and shrink and sink.

It won’t diminish your worth.

And you won’t stay that way for long.

You’re too stubborn for that.

It’s ok to say no.

You don’t have to date the guy who makes you feel uncomfortable just because he asked.

You don’t need to drown in responsibly for other people to like you.

It’s ok to take a breath now and then.

If you spend a weekend on the couch with a box of sweets, that doesn’t mean you are weak.

And it’s ok if it takes you a long time to learn all these lessons.

You are strong.

You are loved

And it gets better.

Love,

Future Me