Glacier National Park 2010

Sunday, August 24, 2008


Snapshots, photographs, snippets of time,
Memories captured with a click,
A giggle, a laugh, a smile,
Yours or mine.

It matters not the time or place.
The moments, the memories,
All treasured for the look on each face.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Stay True

So much pain,
So much sorrow,
Endless waves
ebbing and flowing,
crashing, growing.
No consistancy,
No view of what's approaching.

Blinded by the need
to protect.
Blindsided by someone else's
idea of love.
Wearing blinders so as to
protect my heart from what
I might see.

Floating now in the darkness
of my own choosing.
Resting in the knowledge
that within the quiet darkness
I will see what is true.

I see beyond the pain
of now,
the sorrow of today,
the crushing betrayal
of those who use love as a weapon.

The waves,
pushing me,
polishing me,
tumbling me,
toward the future,
toward myself.
to the me that was.

who will once again thrive,
live to fight,
to be true to myself.
Just to be is to
Stay true.

Monday, August 11, 2008

So It Is With Me

Hollow,empty, barren, withered,
So it is with me.
Each implies a lack of life,
of living.
Yet there is a semblance of life,
of living,
still to be found.
Like a nest of fledglings beginning life in the hollow
of a tree,
Like an empty pitcher refilled
with cold, clear water,
Like a barren field plowed and planted
each spring,
Like a withered lantana with small buds
of green pushing through the soil.
So it is with me.
Hollow yet longing for new life,
Empty of emotion yet needing to feel again,
Barren of purpose yet longing for goals,
Withered by the pain of betrayal yet
yearning to be loved.
So it is with me.
For now.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

My Tears

My tears flow endlessly,
Streams of broken dreams
from deep within me.
Each tear, a prayer,
a cry for an end to the
pain I bear.
Each tear like a diamond
forged by the weight
not of the earth
but of pain.
Glistening and clear,
brought forth with sharp tools,
some of steel,
but others with a much sharper implement,

My tears flow endlessly,
streams of cleansing grief.
Each tear a step forward,
a declaration of determination.
Each tear a symbol,
of what has ended,
and what will begin.

My tears flow endlessly,
A river of life,
from a once emptied well.
Each tear a memory,
of what?
The future will tell.

My tears,
My dreams,
My pain,
My future,
My tears flow endlessly,
with hope.