Shattered mind

Her break with reality is complete

Her mind has met defeat.

She skitters to and fro

Nowhere to go

But down and down

Into the abyss

Where all is amiss.

Shattered mind, empty soul

Destroys her role

As lover so divine

Vixen so sublime.

You see she looked too close

Saw the future as it arose

Around her

Inside her

To bind her

To her shattered mind.

Treasured Girlfriends

Klimt Girl friends

Painting by Klimt – Girlfriends

Is there nothing more precious in life

Than close friends, kindred souls

That no evil, no knife

Can separate shared goals.

My girlfriends and me.

Hours of talking

Of what was to be

and has been while walking.

Sometimes we fight yes it’s true.

All close souls do;

But finally at then end,

We know that this true friend

Will be there for us all.

When we rise or when we fall.

To catch us or to rejoice,

With each soul a shared voice.

Yes my women friends and me,

To be treasured

and all through life measured

with our most private thoughts

Lifes tumbles each bout

Until one day, one of us is no more

and we cannot be as before.

Being grateful

being grateful

Simple things are blessings in disguise,

And in this world it’s no real surprise;

That people don’t see it,

Don’t see grace and be it.

Clean water, fresh air,

All are grace for being there.

A hand to hold when things are hard,

little posy, greeting card.

Sight to see the lovely earth,

Dying peacefully, giving birth.

Illness are born with grace,

When we realize this isn’t a race.

No one is getting out alive.

None of us will survive.

So live with joy, grateful for every day.

Don’t forget that along the way,

Our path is strewn with flowers,

our life is made of hours,

That pass oh so quickly by,

and that each of us one day will die.

It’s not in the length of life we win.

not the presence or lack of sin.

But within life’s tiny part,

Of how we grew a grateful heart.