Winds of Change

 

 Rose of Sharon, blooming in our backyard earlier this month.

WINDS OF CHANGE

Winds of change blow
and echo in my mind
as bells chiming
a distant song.



No breeze of warning,
or melody humming,
nothing that is fading,
or even a remembrance
of what might have been.

Mine heart beats madly,
and my mind plays tricks,
with sadness engaging
where a smile once danced
upon those lips.

And kisses.

The soft sweet velvet wine,
dripping from the touch
that only a mouth can provide.

That is the air to breath.
That is the life to take in.
A memory of all that was...
and forgetting just that...
...that might have been.

The Voice of my inner fae.....

The Voice

In a storm of chaos,
comes an unsettled wind
Chimes the fibers
of my soul and mind



The song it does sing
is profound, give to me peace,
soothe me, and comfort

Will a voice to my ear
whispering words of promise
Jasmine scent fills the air
and my eyes are wide open

When rain falls light, sun
will make a rainbow in the
sky, Illuminate.

Violent outburst, thrashing gusts,
everything, contorted in peril
For the sake of nature's best
-life- may seem forgotten

I touch the petal,
my eyes, they cry with sadness,
soft velvet to me

Played, a Chord of hope,
a melody strummed in tune
Lip-sync along with Life
Until the Storms are few.


My inner fae helps me to always continue to -believe-. I mixed this up a bit for fun. Every other stanza is a haiku, beginning second stanza. My inspiration is to love life even when I feel I am on the edge of a complete break down. It makes me laugh thankfully, but I am more angry at the fates that rule me and makes it impossible for me to just be mad.