Magic words

She was taught magic words when she was a toddler . Magic words like  thank you ,please , excuse me and sorry.  Beyond these social niceties , life taught her a magic word too . ‘Enough’ , the magic word that marked the beginning of being nice to herself !

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Paintings

Word pictures ,I painted

of myself, stare at me

Dark , broken , desperate

I don’t like what I see.

Why did I  only dip brushes

in shades of black and grey,

when happy hues on the palette

hadn’t really dried away.

I cannot paint over those

reminders of love and pain

but am pulling out fresh canvas

to begin anew again.

 

Moving day

Finally !

I don’t have much that I’m taking along. The real ordeal has been about letting go and leaving behind . A few broken promises, relationships that have too many cracks and now beyond repair, people I placed in forgotten niches, journals that have more smudges from tears than stories in ink .

I look at what I’m taking along . It is so little , am scared , but there’s much to gain and look forward to .

I’m moving on to happier days , kinder people and more smiles . I think it’s time 🙂

One day at a time

I wake up to shouts of victory

Invictus , invictus , invcitus !

But as the sun dims ,

chants change .

As the stars appear ,

I wish to crawl into myself and disappear.

Thunder and my heart compete ,

I think I’ll deafen or be torn apart .

Then a lull , am asleep  and alive ,

until I awake to familiar shouts

Invictus , Invictus , Invictus !

 

 

Declutter

Lonesome socks , worn out shoes ,

Some things old , some things new,

Faded pictures , dried up paint,

Books I will not read again,

Dried flowers from happy times ,

Secret diaries , broken chimes,

Votives that once brightly shone ,

Broken beads that softly mourn ,

Decluttered , but how did I start

Clearing up my messy heart ?

 

 

 

 

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Heart of stone

The times that I pleaded

I was chided to be strong

when hopelessness gripped me

I was told to trudge along

The abyss pulled , their hands withdrawn

Your battles are yours alone

Now that I’m out and need no one

They judge my heart of stone .