A Willow Weeps – She Awaits Each Season

Just like a willow; hanging low!

Just like a river; – which path will she flow!

An emotional journey begins to unfold – disasters affecting loved ones near by!

Sleepless nights, hot sweats and mood swings are high – she’s just over 50 with a teenager in tow!

Will this willow survive the hurricanes of time?

And will the river ever run smooth?

The season has changed; the willow now sleeps!

The river flows fast – making her emotions run deep!


Life's Experiences

Trapped and Twisted – A Cry For Help

He’s suffocating in a spider’s web!

He feels grounded like a rooted tree!

He’s had a bad week, taunted by his own emotions, but a good week at school.

His hours have changed to accommodate his needs; his mother is grateful.

It’s a cold winter morning and the dew has settled like broken rivers along the lawn.

He stares, crab like, at the droplets of collected mist that dangle along the window.

A spider’s web he sees, like a field of patchwork silk, yet broken up along the way.

Flies trapped in a cauldron!

His eyes wander through and beyond the tangled web and glares at a twisted nest below an uprooted tree.

‘I feel like that fly’, he says – trapped, just waiting to be taken!

‘I feel like that tree’, he says – twisted like roots! 

Life's Experiences

An Emotional Struggle – A Cry For Help 

I’m struggling emotionally!

I’m struggling to breath!

I took time out today to catch up with my special friend.

We walked leisurely through the forest woods, taking in the mirrored scenery of tall pines, that shadowed calmly onto the glinting lake. Our pups moving in and out, gliding through undergrowth, like squirrels hunting for nuts.

I could see she was tired, her eyes like seaside lollipops; big and stripy; waiting to be sucked in and reduced for good. She’s drained, emotionally, everything has been sucked out of her. She has and still is doing her best to hold the family together, to be rid of the bad thoughts and actions her son desires.

She is the rock of the family, everyone relies on her.

Like a dark hole drawing her in, she then tells me she can’t do it anymore!

Her own emotions are now being drawn into her own son’s mind-set. She thinks about it, she talks about it – but she knows she can’t do it! What would they do ‘Without Her’!

But she can, she is strong and tomorrow will be another day.  Where she weakens today, she will wake tomorrow, even stronger to continue to nurture her son’s thought process, to protect him from the demon leaches, his feelings and emotions.

She’s struggling emotionally!

She is struggling to breath!