Silent, But Deadly

Depression isn’t a dragonThat overtly threatensAnd awakensVanquishing knightsInside ourselves. Rather,It is a silent enemyThat infiltratesAnd becomes part of the landscape,Assuming more and more prominenceUntil takeoverIs accomplished. To mount an insurrectionWe must developA vigilant networkOf counter-spiesSnooping through the mundane,Sniffing out each plot,Shoring upThe sagging bulwarksOf equanimity. Sorry, I can’t help you with that. I wrote this… Read More

Cry Me a River

“Don’t cry.”Lord, don’t let those words pass my lipsand plug up a needed releaseof pressure through tearsto avoid explosion.Something insidewants to be expressed, released, unshackled. Strong emotions,when hidden deep inside,inflate over timeand shoot to the surfacelike a submerged beach ball surges, burgeons, bursts forth. Let me be okay with tears,an inbuilt, relief mechanism,as they flow… Read More