Revelation

it's a sad, sad revelation
to find that you are looking down
when all the while you
thought you were looking up

it's a sad, sad revelation when
you finally ask for what you want
and get a cold shoulder in return

it's a sad, sad revelation when
you find you have been walking solo
when you thought someone had your hand

it's a sad, sad revelation when
the friend you loved turns out to be
a stranger

it's a sad, sad revelation when
you dared to dream
and find hope buried at your feet

it's a sad, sad revelation when
you know it's time to build new dreams
but your body says
"No, I've had enough"

Change

change of heart
twist of fate
a hidden secret
boy I took the bait
a shattered dream
hope long lost
wonder what else
besides self respect
this cost
takin a look
on the other side
seein' renewed faith
and steadfast pride
in the eyes of ghost
amidst whose presence I'll shine
naturally we'll intertwine
I'll be his jewel, he'll be my treasure
hand in hand we'll dream together

Emergence II

Sun will shine bright


in that naive, listless

chambered heart

it too, shall survive

Amazed at strength's source

presently seeking clarity

of buried thoughts

as beckoning hope

carefully calls

a Strong heart keeps marching

renewing old dreams

a fierce, fiery emergence

takes a stand

a challenge for the taking

in the dawn of daybreak

embracing the dream...

in the making

Invisible Keepsakes

Invisible keepsakes
those memories of you
they've charted my path
unconscious but true
weeping willow
melancholic soul
the long lost wait
has taken its toll
the sadness is sacred
though the dream is gone
that hope of someday
I secretly counted on
some things were just
not meant to be
those dizzy notions
caused complacency
keeping me captive
those memories have cost
invisible keepsakes
all the while lost

Allowing

the spirit of allowing
brings bountless gifts
as karmic inheritance reigns
them in - enveloping a heart
open enough to accept
and be at peace with
whatever may be
may you be blessed
by the spirit of allowing

Dusty Doll - Dusty Shelf

I am the doll long forgotten
once put upon a dusty shelf
as love spread to a new, shinier,
version of my former self
a more exciting one 
quickly replaced by
one that didn't ask for anything
not even the warmth of love
one that didn't speak
only to reply
"yes" and "no" and shake
her head in constant admiration
she sheds no tears
and wants for nothing
a trophy it seems
I am non-existent
in a world of dreams
as I have become tired
and worn at the seems
I no longer work as
I once did
even with fresh, new batteries
I am broken
unwanted
deserted
and so I wait
for a turn once again
when I will be picked up
dusted off, and admired
for a mane of gold, eyes of blue
and a heart of gold
and maybe something more
even if only from afar
oh I dream to be auspicious...
once again

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xo
N

RE: "A Mini Primer on Grief Work"

Check this out.... I happened upon Bonnie's blog today and it really spoke to me in light of my current state of mind.  It's very informative regarding the grieving process. 

Be kind to yourselves. 

xoxo
N

A Dream ....Too Far

I have tucked your words

beneath my pillow

in hopes that my dreams

shall capture them and

bring peace to my

restless slumber

and maybe, just maybe

for some fleeting moments

before I wake, I shall truly

exist as you have written

me out to be and I may wake

with the proud memory of

my grand performance in the

starring role upon which you

have cast me

Prince Charming

Sweet dreams to you prince in your far away land

I'll ponder our musings as I imagine us, hand in hand

as we may emerge from fantasy...solo to duo

An illusion, or possibility? it's bliss to dream though

I can imagine your smile as you are playful and kind

as I gather daisy petals and fuzzy is my mind

Your warmth burns like a candle in my heart

why must it be that you're miles apart?