Darkness

I feel a darkness coming over me

There's been a funk, a black cloud 

Hanging over my persona 

Only allowing brief moments of light

To shine through

I was left behind, abandoned and unwanted

A job, no a career; a friend, no something more;  

A complete change of life

How does one go on after all this

What was once the norm has turned to the unknown

I am lost, cut short without the right words, my steps are lagging

I need a fresh start, new momentum to push me through

Will I recognize it, will I let it pass me by without knowing

Or will I hold to it firmly, allowing its grasp to sweep me up

Like the cool fall winds which cause the leaves to swirl

And take me to my next destination 

Time will tell as the clock continuously ticks

And the evening sun sets reminding me yet again

Of the darkness that envelops me. 

He Understands

When all is in chaos

When things just aren’t going right

I may not understand you

When problems arise

And I can’t see clearly

You may not understand me

When the road seems dark

And life is confusing

No one understands our struggles

But He understands

There is no chaos, cause He understands

There are no problems too big, cause He understands

There will always be light

Because He understands

Art?

Normally I post only my poetry but today I wanted to make a statement about art.  A blogger friend of mine (check her out Writings of a Mrs) received an unsettling message  “…that you were not engaged with us because of your person; because of the parody of work that you display as “art” are a taint to that which is pure and true.” – anonymous.  I found this hurtful to the art community we know today as art is expression, whether it is a painting, graphics, a story or poetry. It’s something that comes from the heart, from within. Should we put lines and boundaries on it? I think not, if that were the case then some of our greatest ‘artists’ would have been silenced. I’m behind her and our other artists for their expressions.