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.**