Today, I’m sharing even more pebbles to make the River of Stones. Not just two, I mean.
10/01
The storm just hit
Accumulated anger and aggression –
happily not I, the target.
I am relaxed, although alert.
And then – the drama entered –
both concerning cats and human children.
Where is the counsellor?
11/01
Have we made for the clear exit of our tiny muddle?
Not sure we have.
What I’m sure of is the weekend’s here,
so, I don’t care,
and my plan is to comply.
12/01
It’s joyful I have yoga.
It’s nice I have a masseuse.
Is it dramatic?
Is it enough?
I seek relax and solitude
so that I recharge
for new exhausting battles.
Today, I think not of that.
13/01
I love Sundays, in general
and, in general, distaste them.
Today’s the same –
void, therefore giving me
a sense of loss.
Especially disliked
are afternoons.
14/01
Just cold. And nothing else.
15/01
I don’t look out, I’m simply wondering
as usual.
What will tomorrow bring?
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Accomplishment and recognition
received from an unexpected source
Make up for some of my tribulation.
Tribulation and unrest
mark the day as I expect the rest.
16/01
I suffocate
My own words are my burden.
I can’t breathe
Emotions twerking in and out impede air.
The day, no matter good or bad,
just passed unnoticed.
17/01
Heavy load
Hanging on
To it – new load
is added.
Sleep will not come.
18/01
Spring-like day –
azure the sea, the air fresh.
We speak of love –
as is the norm in crisis.
The door slams
Regret remains.
19/01
Free from turmoil
comes the grey morning
which, nonetheless, seems
like endless sunshine
and brings me up and standing,
almost running
just for joy.
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