Mental Illness
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September
Summer still nips at the heels; that playful puppy.
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family ties
some days I lose my mind and they lose theirs, but mostly – we lose our hearts.
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destination unknown
Sometimes you take the wheel even when letting someone else drive is easier.
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side-effects
I forgot this part
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stop the world
dona nobis pacem
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broken crutch
Affirmation on the wall ~ “You Got This” ~ three words fix it all.
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Sonnet VIII – labor pains?
Tools abound to fix what mends are needed.
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rhythm of another kind
overnight rain is ~ thoroughly thrumming ~ without meter ~ or rhyme
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first awake
It feels good to be alone ~ first awake while all still sleep
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See Nothing
When I See Nothing ~ I don’t like what I see ~ All that is left are feelings.
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See Something
Today ~ I See Something.
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Feeling the Feels
Feelings are foreign to me; at least feelings over which I don’t have some sort of control.
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the poet’s irony
I try to write of love ~ but words ne’er flow
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Needful Things
we tell our kids – needs come first ~ but want calls oh so loudly
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fire and ice
spark to flame / kindled calefacation / solid ice to slogging slush.
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countdown
lift-off? or mission aborted?
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Correlation?
graphs mean nothing now.
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armored
That suit gets heavy, you know.
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Sleeper, Awake.
I am currently calling us “Awake Ben” and “Sleeping Ben”, which (because I’m so clever, you know) works on a number of levels, both literally and figuratively.
