She is Standing

She is standing,
awaiting the rise
of the sun,
to bathe in the light
and soak in its
strength.

She is standing,
awaiting the rise
of the moon
as she watches
the sun drop below,
craving for the
moon's sweet glow
while seizing life from its
guidance.

Brave One

Brave one
Where are you
I call into
the wind.
Where is my knight
My sweetness in the night.

The world
has again
turned cold,
the air frozen.
The night
again steals
my sleep
and I lay
awake fearing
the shadows
as they hover
over my bed.
I stare at them
in complete silence
fear no longer
seizing me,
only anger to rise.
I turn from them
but I still feel them
their presence
consuming me
as they grasp
for a life
they can not have,
waiting to suck
away my soul.

Brave one
where are you
I call into
the wind,
Where is my man
My knight
My sweetness
in the night,
where is he
to help me fight.

The memories
are still there
as I reach
for you in the night
starring at the
shadows still
looming over me,
and I wonder
if I have the strength.

Brave one
Where are you
I call into
the wind,
Where is my man
My Knight
My shinning light.

I close
my eyes
needing the dark
to mask my defeat.
The night closes
in around me
and I see him
standing under the tree
whispering prayers
from his lips,
prayers of strength
of guidance.
I see the tears
glisten on his cheeks
reminding me
that I can not
accept defeat
and with him
I whisper prayers
for the shadows
to disperse
for strength
for guidance
for my knight
my man
my sweetness
in the night.

My Fight

The battles rage on
And my fight has become long;
Defeat can not be.

Strength and Guidance

The sun strengthens me
And falling I recognize
Guidance of the moon.

Grapes to Wine

Grapes fall from the vine
with my tears into water
blending into wine.




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If I Can Be Heard - A Haiku

Desperate, broken
I cry for help wondering
If I can be heard.

Darkness to Light

Roses have faded
and I wait in the dark for
darkness to be light.