I weep…..

**Picture found on Internet**

I weep….

sitting beneath the spreading limbs

of the oak tree

where first we made love.

I weep….

rememberances of our time together

spearing the air before me

as you leave my life.

I weep….

not with regret

not with pain

not with hate

but with sorrow for you.

I weep….

knowing that you shall never understand

the truth that I offered to you

the life that you could have had

if only you would reach.

I weep….

with sadness

for alone you shall be

never knowing

what love offered

unhindered

unfettered

with my own wants and needs.

I weep….

having to whisper goodbye

because no longer

am I able to hold you near.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

War #1

A wasted land

barren

soil sered

dust devils rise.  

Skeletal branches

reaching towards an atmosphere

seeking sunlight

searching for oxygen

needed to survive. 

Danger tinged air

filled with venomous particles

as the masses huddle beneath

caught up in a boiling war

of ‘my dick is bigger than his!’

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

 **The title is not catchy but it is the only one I could come up with**

**The picture is my own. A semi-dead plant I keep around for the cats to chew on.**