Monday, March 17, 2014

she took her life...for all who could no longer hold on




she flew so high,
but alone she felt.
the night and its
shadows,
so cruelly dealt.
without the spotlight
and glare,
to drive away her pain.
without the noise and
the moments,
the cold, ice and rain.
those moments under
the smile.
dark clouds behind
her eyes.
the weight of her sorrows
she could no longer hide.
and we who sit here,
blessed to survive,
we cry for all those
who forgot the joys
of just being alive.

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i am older than dirt and proud of it!!!! i have managed to incorporate my eternal 60's nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga, the beach, waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. i have added sketching, watercolor painting, and photography to my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance. P.S. all painting, poems and photographs are my originals karen Lyons kalmenson