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Spring Healing

Spring Healing
Wounds, inflicted by self and by society
seethe just beneath my skin
What may heal my unseen scars?
Chemical concoctions and psychiatric remedies?
Na, those only touch the surface skein
True healing comes from words arranged on a page
Prose and poetry, songs from the soul
From capturing light paintings
transforming the natural world
Into wondrous canvas hangings
From breathing the night air
slow and steady walking the neighborhood
enjoying the tiny pinpoints of light
From living, and living well
despite my many illnesses
From this may healing commence

Season of the Haikus

Sadness overwhelms
Dripping from branches of my heart
Winter remains strong
Exuberance is
Bright sunshine upon my brow
Spring brings the thaw
Anxious energy
A vine growing on my spine
Summer’s hot like fire
My mental illness
Becomes smaller as time grows
Autumn’s acceptance

This Autumnal Exisistence

As I walk alone down the path in the woods I search for solace
Step-by-step stumbling along wondering if this step will be my last.
What is this existence? Why must we don these flesh suits and toil all day only to be like the dead at night. Rinse repeat.
The dawn comes whether you want it to or no. The night engulfs all bright thoughts.
The lighthouse guides the mariner through the darkest of nights; As I seek The Shining Star through the gloomiest of moods.
I breathe with the trees, inhale the sweet Florida Air, exhale all my broken promises and dangling dreams.
If only I could photosynthesize like the Summer’s green leaves, produce my own happy energy.
Instead I must fade to red and then brown in this perpetual autumnal exisistence. The days grow short and I wait for winter, dreaming of the Spring that may never come.
But come it must, for though I may never grow from acorn to mighty oak, I will persevere through the changing of the seasons. Even in Autumn, the cool winds of bliss blows upon my brow.