half caterpillar and half butterfly I am mostly darkness with a little bit of light and just enough hope to believe that still it may be possible to fly in spite of these foreboding and ever turbulent skies 6/4/2020 © Debbie Berk 2020
Sleep
All as it would seem but a blur of a distant dream, a woke reality just beyond our reach, lost in the ever darkness of the seduction of sleep 5/28/2020 ©Debbie Berk 2020
The hours
confess their longings in the loneliness of a mournfull song, their sorrows sung and spun like a black widow’s web where their hopes are hung like a slow suicide as silken threads ensnare the watchful fly caught like a shadow in the corner of one eye and the hours go by confessing still their dreams,…
This Existence
Shadows stir and seasons shift time moves ’til all is mystery and mist and memory ever distant, all truths becoming subject to myth 6/19/2020 ©Debbie Berk 2020
The Sacred Souls Of Darkness
A full, blood moon, sipping my witch’s brew trying to conjure a bit of magick from these wounds as the ravens swoon, whispering to me the secrets of all their darkest, most beautiful and haunting truths while they offer me comfort, insight and maybe even a little healing too July 8 2020 © Debbie Berk…
Ghost
” I die a little more each day and there are parts of me that have already begun to decay “
Dead Hands and Tired Souls
The clock stops paused at just a tad past the midnight hour no energy left in those tired hands for moving time beyond this darkness silent and still and I am tired too but it’s a tired that sleep can’t cure neither can time whether it moves or slows or completely stops for I am…
The Grieving Tree
I place another leaf, Add another unwanted seed to the soil of the grieving tree and watch half helpless, half given up the burden of my darkness grow without wings, without fight for there is not one left in these hopes made empty by once daring to dream 1/22/2019 ©Debbie Berk
Damn these jagged needles and bloody threads
Here I am again cutting into the tender wound of darkness to make room for yet another ghost and sewing secrets into the sorrows of my already bruised and reluctant yet welcoming skin 1/9/2019 ©Debbie Berk
Mercy Flight
Be at peace and fly lay down your shadow Rise far from the darkness into the waiting wings of freedom and light 1/18/2019 ©Debbie Berk
