Pr-ohs
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Spring Again
Rain stipples the sidewalk around me.
Gentle scents of daphne, hyacinth,
Evergreen clematis like jasmine.
Breath of warmed soil startled awake.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Inner Silence
Hush my dear one
Like the sound of wind caressing green leaves.
You cannot lead through violence,
Threats
Anger.
You cannot force your will upon me.
I refuse and grow rigid, defiant
and we both lose.
Hush my dear one
Like the sound of wind caressing green leaves
I will comfort you.
Your words cut like knives through me, my own
self-inflicted pain
Seep slowly through fibers of flesh and spirit
Slow poison.
Hush my dear one
Like the sound of wind caressing green leaves.
Hush
I will hold you
You are loved
You are loved.
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