Observations of the Rain
Part 1
raindrops
like fingertips
on the windows
tapping
shadows
impolitely
asking to be
invited in, their
grief violently
pouring
through the
vulnerable
cracks of a
shaky foundation
Part 2
persistent
these sneaky, wicked
little ghosts follow me like the
haunted heartbeats
of the past refusing to stay so
lingering like a heartache
stranded in the rain will never let go
3/30/2018
Poems/Photos used to create animations ©Debbie Berk
Dear Butterflies
I begged of the butterflies
“lend me your wings”
so that I might dance
on the edge without
strings, dream without
limits even if only for a
minute it means that
I can be free
1/3/2018 ©Debbie Berk
animation is my creation.
The Warrior
It is through the distance of the deepest darkness slow and long that I find the dawn touching the face of hope as I trace the shadows and the shape of one more scar searching the edges or the center of the light that shines, guides from the fight of the flame ever burning within…
