To lose my mind
In this whirlwind,
of years
It seems life has laid,
its velvet cape on me
Smooth and seamless
Dark and concealing
All regrets flow in streams
Narrow and unrelenting
Movement of time,
pushing it forward
Until they begin to breach,
at the dam
I am never ready
Red Wolf Journal Spring 2014, and a fresh start
10 years ago
Pamela, I hear you! I will never be ready either. (Enjoying accompanying you on your PAD journey!)
ReplyDeletePamela, I also am enjoying your PAD posts. I love especially "all regrets fall in steams." Such wonderful poetic language in this poem!
ReplyDeleteMary,
ReplyDeleteThanks and I am never ready for what age may have in store for me.I am enjoying seeing you over there also.
Pamela
Diane,
ReplyDeleteThanks, it is nice to see you over there, too.
Pamela