But my heart wants
My soul wants
My mind wants
The rest of me
Wants to just sleep
poetry and mixed media art
But my heart wants
My soul wants
My mind wants
The rest of me
Wants to just sleep
I am uneasy
I don’t trust you
Never turn my back
On top of a high-rise
You laugh
‘Don’t be so serious’
‘Let go!’
And then you jump
Taking me with you
I scream
But then
then I fly
You turn around laughing
And soar off into the distance
I am stunned
Freedom!
I marvel
And continue to fly
I have never seen you again
But I still fly
I learned freedom
Thank you
Not yet happy with this one … but leave it here for now
‘I am running on empty’
I heard a lot these last weeks
November grey not helping
when the sky hides
the sun forgotten in a summer long past
grey above
grey below
the puddles mirror
even the raindrops look grey
hold fast
steadfast
onto life
even now
in the grey
on empty
because
after all
the
sun
is just behind the clouds
In some windows
In some eyes
In the centre of the deepest darkness
Here light turns into love
There is always hope
As long as there is life