Sad Place

Sometimes I go to that sad place

Then there’s nothing I can face

So I isolate myself

Crazy things can send me down

Like fall leaves on broken ground

And dark birds flying out of town

Good reasons, or no reasons

Cloudy days and grey seasons

And sideways rain

I’ve been told to adjust my attitude

That this is just an interlude

To power through

Medications from Dr. G

CBT, and talk therapy

I do them all

I think I try--but too flat to even cry

Don’t understand why

This still happens to me

Keep self-harm visions at bay

This too will pass one day

And I will be all right

For awhile
Until sadness swells  again
I will be all right

Change in Strategy

Bitter winds are blowing and the seas are running high

Hands of time are pointing, it’s time to say goodbye

The earth’s revolution is all about the sun

While man’s revolution is down the barrel of a gun

A rocky park quite close, is the Purple Camas’ home

Early in the spring, it flares in glorious bloom

Like tulips were in Holland, Camas fostered trade

Perhaps such innocence was bartered for a blade

The cycles of the seasons are hostage to man’s greed

So where will global warming ultimately lead?

Why are we gambling that this is just a hoax

When the god that we call Science already spoke

We only want to listen, to what we want to hear

Locking out the verity that we could disappear

Decisions we make now are based on yesterday

But we need a change in strategy, no time to delay

Bitter winds are blowing and the seas are running high

Hands of time are pointing, it’s time to say goodbye

The earth’s revolution is all about the sun

While man’s revolution is down the barrel of a gun

Everyone is a crazy mix of the devil and the saint

One half causing damage without pause or feint

The other half wishing that we were free from pain

So good rises up, then bad comes ‘round again

We are too short-sighted, and populate too fast

Maybe only God can make our earthly tenure last

But prevailing winds blow messages that God is now extinct

So who or what can save us from what we do and think?

Bitter winds are blowing and the seas are running high

Hands of time are pointing, it’s time to say goodbye

The earth’s revolution is all about the sun

While man’s revolution is down the barrel of a gun

Love Comes Softly

We’ve been friends for a long, long time

I never thought to make you mine

Until I saw her kissing you

And pain pierced me through and through

This jealousy striking out of nowhere

Made me realize how much I care

Sometimes love comes in a fevered rush

An electric crush

But love can come softly, too

That’s how it was with me and you

First respect and feeling friendship grow

Then later, desire’s glow

And my love is no ordinary love

It’s a burning love, a forever love