What Survivors Do

  

   What Survivors Do

Our love presaged the end of time

Where I lost all that was mine

You used my money and my name

To play a losing game

How did I let a wedding ring

Blind me to everything?

I gave it all to you

Then what did you do?

Betrayed me and lost it all

Then blamed me for the fall

I realized then, you let me view

Only the best and smallest part of you

Like an iceberg in the sea

The truest truth hid from me

Your deceit left me no choice

But to sue you for divorce

Now our time is dead and gone

But I will pick up and move on
I will choose to only see
Gifts and hope in my new reality

Forget the past, accept the new
Because that is what survivors do

                N.Freeman April,2016

Preservation

Preservation

Walking in the graveyard

The spirits know just who I am

No need to play a game

They’d know me just the same

I hear the rustle of their wings

And voices as their choir sings

I feel the emotions left behind

Some are dark while others shine

What are we clinging to

On this earth all green and blue?

So much we need let go...

Love is all we need to know

Love that gives to all that lives

Love that understands

Fire, water, air and land

Stewards for this spinning globe

Custodians of this divine abode

Before our souls are called home

And corporal bodies turn to loam

Let preservation be our choice

So the spirits will rejoice

The graveyard is a peaceful place

There I walk through time and space

Listening to wisdom and lore

From the souls who've gone before

           N.Freeman  March 2016

Moonscape of My Dreams

Moonscape of My Dreams

My whole life is passing by

I watch it fly 

Across the moonscape of my dreams

Their varied themes…

I look back and wonder

Why the thunder

Isn’t heard around the world…

All I’ve done will one day be gone

Leaving only salt as residue

From the tears that drew

Lines down my forgettable face

Just another one of the human race…

I found my answers here

My questions there

I found love that rocked my heart

And beauty everywhere…

I walk down by the water

As the nights grow hotter

As the days grow longer

Spirit grows stronger

And every stranger that I meet

Is a part of you

And a part of me

Yet I pass them by

And let time fly
 Across the moonscape of my dreams

                                         N. Freeman 2016