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.
Dear Butterflies
The Beautiful Decay
Here I abandon all false and
hopeless hope
or rather it has abandoned me
either way I don’t know
but have accepted its ghost
and am I content
among the beautiful decay
of these gardens gray
full of my favorite
fading flowers
more vibrant now,
more alive
without the deadening
sound of colors
screaming their
deceit and lies
yes truth is here
ever telling in the bones
and the broken wings
of butterflies
with no reasons left
to fly yet still they soar
somewhere in the soul of
my darkest skies
1/2/2018 ©Debbie Berk
Image created by me, the skull is my own edited photo.
Anxiety
Anxiety I swallow hard the shaky, awkward silence it goes down like a razor cutting through the safety of my cocoon, opens me to the dizzying darkness, my heart pounding like a wild beast in the cage of my chest while a belly full of raging butterflies explodes within ~ their sharp, heavy wings scrapping my insides eager…
