Moments within

I am in a state of neediness. I know it. I lack what can fill me. I have been a cheerleader, a lover, a friend, a caregiver, a provider, a protector a counselor and more. I have had to be all that for so long I am drained, drained of me. There are days I

“I think, therefore I am”

In the quietude of my aloneness, I sighed. There are days the tears fall unannounced. The yearning seeks an escape. It seems the wait is long. For what? For whom? For you? How much longer? Does it matter? And what if you never return? What then? The days keep getting shorter as the years creep

The weekend

Once upon a time, well a few years if not a few months ago, the weekend was the worst time of my life. On weekdays, work will keep me busy, filling the minutes with purpose and joy for I love what I do. I can work early am, through lunch until late at night. It

Cougar’s trial

How is it you get away with fruition? when you left me in a state of attrition ? You’re out here reaping I’m here weeping Is there a resolution , solution or absolution? What’s past is gone Yet, I am forlorn You’re our here thriving, reaping flowers  raising men and daughters off beds of weeds

Passion

Breathing is not enough. Waking every day to do what you ought, do what you should, do what you must is not enoug Many may be left askance if “is this it?” Is this it? Do you realize that life is one time deal? It is one time trial. You will never ever, ever get