ST Martin

Floating

The Dance Dance of life never ends Ebbs and flows, comes round again Love, loss, joy, strife Husband dies bereaving wife Child is born, flame ignites Plays, then works, attaining might Dawn rolls into darkest night She loves, in love, loves inspite Many times is love heartbreaking RelentlessContinueContinue reading “Floating”

A Message to Myself

…from a year ago… I have been crying again. here, there everywhere. Are these tears sure indicators of a heart? if indeed they are, is it a good one? A kind one? A redeemable one? Who knows the answer, but my God. I used to think I knew who I was, I thought of myselfContinueContinue reading “A Message to Myself”

Dead Tired

Oh Joyful heart, where are you today? From so much light I now feel only pain. Where did my optimism run away to hide, Why now this dread that cannot be denied? She thought she had come away unscathed, from the turmoil, the abuse …and rage. But disease was just below the surface all along,ContinueContinue reading “Dead Tired”