Where does the warm water run, When I can feel the chill of your edge. The ups and downs Of where you take me Is bordering on Insanity. I feel the room, And you are here Beating a drum in my head. Over again, So loud We both want to scream. What is it going … Continue reading Mornings With You – October 9, 2019
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Bring It Home – October 7, 2019
What it is That we see... We look, We gaze, We blink our eyes. Not a thing Means much more Than anything else. We’ve all seen it, Everything Before us, Behind us, within us. Believe me when I say I’ve looked everywhere, and it’s waiting no where. But I feel it all over. Why can’t … Continue reading Bring It Home – October 7, 2019
Talking to you…Little Girl 10/4/19
I wrote a stream of consciousness poem the other day in response to a post from The Alchemist Studio. For those of you who are grieving or struggling in some way or another, this is such an opportunity! Release... I want to share my poem with you, in hopes you’ll check out A Vase of … Continue reading Talking to you…Little Girl 10/4/19
Tonight, With You – October 2, 2019
DISTANT, The haze of stadium lights HOVERING Above my eyes. Alien shaped PUFFS Illuminate the clouded sky. So far, But right here. STIRRING my imagination Of what lies ahead, TONIGHT. Dreaming above my psyche In the haze of stadium lights WITH YOU.
What? – September 13, 2019
Your vantage point Brings me closer to fine. Or, does it break me In places I thought I put behind?
Omitted – 9/30/19
It’s over, I’m done Disregard me Pushed aside. I don’t feel it anymore What you try and hide. I am me You should stop and see It’s pretty great here. I’m alone, But free.
Empty Illusion – September 15, 2019
Open flashes Sitting behind a window Endless and untouchable. Wanting and yearning Nothing to fill the gap you’ve left. A permanent void. ~~~ I could write a thousand lines, I could feed myself all the bullshit About our perfect family, But I cannot anymore The illusion is bygone. Eaten by the knowledge Of allowing my … Continue reading Empty Illusion – September 15, 2019
Thoughts In Death – September 20, 2019
I can't help, but See her in the grasses On bended knee amongst the cattails. Deep in her prairie Where she went to be. ~~~ The awe of what’s invisible Content on rising, Always in the east. ~~~ Each and every Passing moment Wasting away. ~~~ She sits alone Hands pressed against her chest Swaying … Continue reading Thoughts In Death – September 20, 2019
Hiding In Front – September 13, 2019
What’s your crutch, Are you still standing? Is your limp Pronounced enough, To feel the fear? Falling, Hesitation. Pride stripped down Beneath your belt. Is anyone looking?
Blasé – September 22, 2019
Leaves me And picks me up Puts me down And tosses me around, But Without it I’d be so high strung Hooked to the roof top I’d be hung.
Shaking Fingers – September 24, 2019
Trees Blow at me. I can’t stop them, Or make them, I see them. Shaking fingers Luring me in...
Front Door – August 21, 2019
All the beautiful places, All the beautiful things, All just one simple step Right out your front door.
Lullaby – September 25, 2019
Lost in the roll of these hills Needling to find the words So, so far traveled. What will they amount to, If I cannot? Sitting down Facing you Is all I’ve ever wanted, To go away. The uncontrollable trembling Overtakes me While I fight To find these words, So precious A lullaby to my soul.
Never Had A Choice – September 15, 2019
Resenting everything, after. Life seemed slow and cruel. It ate at me, Spitting me out Bit by stale bit. You left me high and dry. One thing, I revisit often now, Is that you had the choice to move And I would never. Your jovial trips and carefree holidays Will always Haunt me. Because I … Continue reading Never Had A Choice – September 15, 2019
All the Beautiful Colors – September 22, 2019
Subtle and pastel, Spreading across the dusky sky. Silky and gentle, Rolling into your eyes. Filling up reflections In the panes of glass. Sitting and waiting For the lone meanderer To notice, For a second, As time stands still. A choreography is done Amongst the whispering clouds. Dancing alone Feeling life spread through, And in. … Continue reading All the Beautiful Colors – September 22, 2019
The Looking Glass – August 31, 2019
It chooses to come and go, As it pleases. Shaping every morsel of my being. It’s hold, It’s harsh grasp, Threatens Anything good I’ve created. Observing this happen From the top of somewhere There is no stop button I can reach. Only to watch it play out Through the looking glass.
Go On – September 19, 2019
Break lights Glowing red Closer than I think. Reaching out Afraid to shout Been shut down Too many times. Can’t let go Like you did So long ago. At last, I realize I’m on my own. I look away To turn my cheek, And you’re right there beside me. Does it always, go on and … Continue reading Go On – September 19, 2019
I Would Cry – September 17, 2019
I did not cry. Nope, not the day she died, Or at her funeral, Or the service held at the house. No, I did not cry, During our final hug goodbye. I did not cry. But if I were given the chance, One more opportunity, I would humbly Show her all my tears, and Share … Continue reading I Would Cry – September 17, 2019
My Mom – September 10, 2019
She is... both alive in me And gone to this world. ~~~ She is... My baggage I will never drop And always pick up Teetering on the verge of sanity. ~~~ She is... The wind That plays in the leaves That jostle the grasses To make the most beautiful Whoosh. ~~~ She is... The voice … Continue reading My Mom – September 10, 2019
Blue and Smokey – September 12, 2019
A swollen old tree, Blue and Smokey. Where a knot, extended Splits into the ground. A Home, a muse. Beauty not built, But shaped by opportunity. It holds a place Living a lifetime Right off the wayside. Do you notice, Or would it pass you by?
DoRee MelNic 