Small gains comprise me
strengthening against winter
the black hound circles
© ceenoa
Small gains comprise me
strengthening against winter
the black hound circles
© ceenoa
Many thoughts
and none
run through my head.
Enthusiasms evaporated
I let them slide
sideways into the mist.
If ghosts return
I may encounter them
after winter turns her back.
© ceenoa
I am not made
for sailing the seas
the anchors of home
call always to me
© ceenoa
Inspire your own light
to drive the shadows away
mourn not the suns loss
© ceenoa
This is beautiful.
There are dreams that haunt us
Long after we waken
From sleep.
There are tears that dampen
Long after we forget
To weep.
There are loves that have flown
Long after we decide
To keep.
But darkness is diffused
As we allow the light
To seep.
A Vivid Heart
Expectations fall from me
like coconuts from trees
my self-propelling cannon balls
that drive me to my knees.
© ceenoa
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