I spoke aloud to the giant trees.
There was only the night,
Thoughts were exchanged
It was meant for me alone.
copyright August 2006 carolyninjoy
A dry waterless ocean, the exception
The mirror has two faces
But I'll keep on looking,
Sight is blurred but eyes still seek
I've never been this crazy
Copyright August 2006 carolyninjoy
*Moon face is a fluid-filled, very round face that is a standard side effect of steroids.
copyright August 2006 carolyninjoy
Guestbook graphic by Paint Pots Graphics
Misty were the woods.
Needles fell around,
only I heard the sound.
Let them know how I was honored
by being in their presence
as a place of worship.
the trees and me.
Yet I felt another Presence.
One indescribable in words.
without known words.
I wanted to repeat this experience,
this awesome time, but my memory was sealed.
I knelt to atone,
for my unkindesses of a lifetime.
I rose refreshed and feeling forgiven.
The Great Divide
only puddles of tears, separates us.
Unwillingly we stretch our fingertips
and yearning hearts to touch
the unreachable comfort of enfolding arms.
Beyond all harm we remain isolated, alone
and waiting for a time of reunion.
My hope gleams brightly
through the darkened skies.
Dark Side of the Mirror (Moon face)*
or one or four or three.
I'm not certain when I look,
who'll be looking back at me.
for I have no other choice.
I don't like it very much
speaking in a different voice.
a glimpse of memory rare.
No one here's familiar,
I have nothing to compare.
and it's scary as can be,
if only I can hang on till
I find the rest of me.
