Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Coming and Going

Help me,
would you,
I can't tell
if I'm coming or going,
and I seem to be stuck
on the shadowed side.

This constant dark striving,
ever upward --
when do I get to sink down,
step into the light,
and breathe?
And I confess --
trying to do it all by myself
gets a little lonely...

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1 comment:

Maureen said...

You always have such wonderful images to illustrate your poems.