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
Abandoned
Dead blooms scattered across the forgotten tombs and in the shadows the raven looms keeping watch over the forsaken and the lost here in the land of many sorrows and doom… Poem/Photo ©Debbie Berk
