Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Alone

Alone is a place
With sunshine streaming
Through the blinds
Music on low
Just for me
I want
I need
I owe
All gone

Alone is
Where I sit
Cocooned
Within my soul
The tugging stilled
A child
Absorbed in play
The sandbox
Is my world.

Sunday, February 05, 2006

Untitled Draft

Round and round
swirling for collapse
a possessed petulant child
crying for water
begging to float
screaming to be carried
exposed
gazing up
at the impossible blue
to be held
in your silence
to be rocked
back to her self
I want
I want
I want
the haven of you
my Other
who is not
afraid.