Let the ringlets be,
Our amulets are flambé,
Splash the rum in the ocean,
Brash your heart to glean,
Burghal of the stunted inamorato,
Sensational swain knocking the blistering moderato,
Reveal into my arms,
Sheal the harms,
Heal the rainstorm charms,
Predawn our attachment,
Wiredrawn the moment,
Undrawn the maladjustment,
I love you ardently,
You, truelove diffidently.
I diffidently conjure the sorrowful emerald entity
from the deepest depths of my elbow of despair.
I do not abhor her, but I also do not trust her.
Likewise, I rather revere and worship her.
She validated my grief when I was in the wailing keening stage.
Sapphire orbs transmogrify into lilting, lively, lovely butterflies.
Porcelain staunchness furthers her into an aloof position.
Astonish me, she whispers, in an ethereal, frightening way.
Or admonish me, she says a little too loudly. Then she laughs.
It is a maniacal laugh that frightens me.
I watch this amazingly mystical, magical creature evolve
and revolve during the crescent moon’s change of clothes.
There is a sense of wonder, yet, also a feeling of regret
Possibly remorse?
She admirably fills the corners of my grief state
There is a glimpse of enthusiasm, a quick interval.
I devote myself to the task of understanding
the sensitivity of her resolve and revolve.
For she has been to visit me many times.
And I have no doubt she will return.
Mama deer pranced diffidently
checking the meadow for man’s smell
Her spotted fawn trots along
unaware of danger
checking out the food
of pure and sweet
glorious
verdant
grasses
I am fed up
And I am scared
I don’t understand this at all
I don’t deserve this, and it isn’t fair
Why is this happening to me?
Why can I not find the answers I am looking for?
Just when I think things can not get any worse
The next ones comes along and it is worse than the one before
Medication works on certain days
Then it’s like I am on my own
Everyday and night
It’s like my body is in a combat zone
Sometimes they are barely noticeable
Other times, I am almost thrown to the floor
I do not remember getting drafted
But I am diffidently fighting a war
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