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The metal bars constrain you, but you can see the sun and the moon.
You walk, but never without constrained strides.
You are a beautiful bird caught and placed in a cage for another’s amusement.
Will you pick the lock or die afraid?
It’s up to you to change fate.
white tie
dinner and jazz
restrained revelry
amber lights play
While you slept
in dreams,
I longed for your touch.
stay a while
sit with me
we’ll watch the sea
grey moves in to darken the sky
the atmosphere changes inside
rain moves on the house windows
meandering water stops my mind
fresh rain smells calm a hot heart
rain dots the wooden window sills
standing and forgetting the sorrow
grasping the raindrops falling soft
You had a Winter Solstice, and I had a Summer Solstice. Yet the moon is the same for both of us.
Looking up, I hold a candle to the sky and thank nature for you. I wonder what you’ll do?
We’ll come together soon to celebrate the light, as we wish for beautiful days together again.
A tidy window
Surrounded by ivy green
Looking to outside
In the beginning, the world spun out of control. You longed for stability from abuse and normality.
A course through others’ mental health hells would see you stand at 20 on the precipice of your destiny; the choices you made were harder than you imagined, yet you were determined to win this one.
As 40 creeps closer, you look to the future with bright eyes and wise lips.
Winter holds you frozen within her frosty grasp,
for she’s waited so long for jealous Autumn to go.
Your heart beats slow in her cold wild arms,
yet she knows Autumn’s fate will be her own.
The snow falls on your hair and face to warm you,
as Winter dances her wild cold dance around you.
You love the way the snow makes your body feel,
for your heart is ice and your veins beat glacial water.
Sleep takes you into Winter’s slender arms again,
yet when you wake, the sun shines down on you.
In the ice, you lay as your heart starts to melt,
then as you look left, and then right, you see.
You slept within the pines last night, to your dismay,
only to find you did sleep between the Snowdrops.
The Snowdrops remind your heart that love is well,
as the shoots rise from the ice to find the sun.
Lake buds bloom blossom
Pink, yellow, white and green scene
Water Lilies blush
C & K 