I shiver tears.
My joie de vivre;
summer esprit’s lemon zest,
lilac flirts and coral whispers
have escaped me ~
grievous gray
now flows through my veins.
I shiver melancholia,
entombed with my winter blues
in the dark dreamless hollow
of my frowning igloo.
Draped in decor of dispirited drear
I wear a wistful woebegone fog,
an overcoat of overcast moods.
I weep wall to wall
in the listless light-less nights
alone with my lonely longings—
my psyche withers
like a frost-stunned leaf;
I shrivel
a little more each dull day.
I shiver sadness.
My colorless tears
cry out loud for color!
I yearn for watermelon sunsets
pink sands and tiki cocktails swirled
with swizzle stick glee.
I wish for rainbows to color
my lackluster laughter
and crave for fireworks to celebrate
in my mirthless eyes—
restless for Sol’s warm hands
to tenderly undress and caress me
and lay bare my soul
straitjacketed by winter blues.
Categories:
straitjacketed, depression, loneliness, longing, sad,
Form: Free verse
Drowning in a sea of sound
Lost in the maze of materialism
Buffeted by a blizzard of ballyhoo
Straitjacketed by the strictures of science
Swamped with the mediocrity of the mass media
Bewildered with the morality of money.
How does the spirit escape suffocation?
Where does it find its anchor?
What refuge can give it breathing space?
When does it have time to see the truth?
Why have we lost our way?
Who can show us the light?
Look deep into your heart
In a time of silence
And listen to your inner voice.
You will surely find the answer there,
If you are open to the truth.
Categories:
straitjacketed, angst, faith, introspection, time,
Form: Free verse