Broken I be

I think I may be broken.
No tears.
No anger.
No love.
What is love?
I do not even know.
Not the love of a mother for her child.
Nor for the love shared by siblings.
I mean romantic love.
Where birds fly in heart shaped formation…..
squirrels
blue jays
woodland creatures
live in harmony.
Fairy tale fantasy.
That is not what I want.
To be honest
I have an idea
it just does not translate.
I know what I do not want:
Prince Charming
Knight in shining armour.
I want:
Jester
Knave to keep.
How though do I love?
This is such a dilemma
for I want to love
want to care
but
I am Broken.
March 15/19

Time Untrue

During the winter’s tempest
snow blowing
winds roaring through our ears
time seems to cease
for all that blankets
is pure white 
as far as the eye can see.
No longer green hills
no longer warm summer breezes
locked within Father Winter’s grasp
there is no where to go.
As children
snow held not the bone chilling 
heart stopping
iciness it possesses now 
as adults
facing a world of danger and uncertainty.
Slowly winter has buried all lands
eradicating sunlight
warmth
reality
appreciation
morals
truth
as we all bend to the Winter King’s wrath.
Do we need to though?
Could we not recapture 
the passion had as children
when horrors penetrated not our minds?
When we had no thought of war
of atrocities
perpetrated in the name of……
God/Allah
of devastation
of peoples displaced 
left to fend
care for themselves in a bloody world
so enraptured with itself
that humanity is being forgotten?
Naive we are not.
Yet there are times 
when looking 
when hearing
when seeing
the demons running this era
that all wish they could return…..
to those blessed days
when one was young
with no cares in this world
beyond being home when mom called
or the streetlights began to appear.
March 7/19
Photo by Joe Mania on Unsplash
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