Leave the door open…
surely, this docile
abstraction will pass…
Sun is promising
a re-emergence,
stirs an inclination
I may find purpose yet,
harness these sultry thoughts
and venture out that open door.
(Image my own)
Leave the door open…
surely, this docile
abstraction will pass…
Sun is promising
a re-emergence,
stirs an inclination
I may find purpose yet,
harness these sultry thoughts
and venture out that open door.
(Image my own)
Teach me reverence
am losing ground
children adulting
mothering in a void
Teach me acceptance
disability’s waters flood
I’m in the margins
an afterthought
I concede life changes
release control – passion
begs an outlet; I am worn
but I am open. Teach me.
(Image mine)