Until Only I Remain

*** I am alright. My creativity for poetry seems to have returned. These are again my ability to recall those dark days of depression.
Pieces of me
siphoned off
shorn off
leaving
patchwork quilt
scars
broken dreams
lost within
a brewing mimosa
despair
pain
screams of
why?
What did I do?
When does it end?
Where does it end?
Never
the vile voice whispers
I will always remind
pathetic
stupid
no one loves you
until there will be nothing
there will be no one…..
but me.
Your bully’s voice
bringing to fruition all I predicted.
Shuddering in defeat
curled inward
that voice
shouting
screaming
blocking out all others
until he is right
all are gone but his voice
beating at me over and over and over
from within my own mind.
©Sept. 20/22

Human Folly

A giantess
walking across emerald fields
sunshine haloing her head
from loose grip
falls seeds
trees
flowers
shrubs
beneath her toes
land leaps and forms
bass flying through the air
to land
splash
down to earth
in a lake that had just not been there.
She is the fire
burning core.
She is the wind
sweet breeze
spreading far.
She is the earth
tales all told
from her lips
to the ears of all who listen.
She is the calm sea
embracing life
giving it back to the shore.
Her tears bring forth monstrosities
as she screams at humanity’s folly.
Her rage crumbles cities
as she sweeps across the land
eyes ever vigilante.
Her anguish
her pain
resounds
echoing down paths followed by the more sensitive.
What is there we can do?
How to stem this tide?
Washed to sea
blooded dry
oh holy mother
please
please
Lady Earth
Gaia strong
let us repent
before you throw us all to the wolves
as payment
for our abuses.
©July 14/22
Picture via PInterest
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