I see

Each breath

moves in sync

with every

heart beat

skin moisten

touch tingling

in the wind

as I run

needing to

get to

the end

reaching out

as I'm blind

coming to

the clearing

my eyes

finally opening

and for

once I see. 

©LauraLynnPoetry 2015

Move

Step

I whisper

and I

run

for the

earth

has started

to spin

and I

must get

out

I must

get out

A goodnight to the Day

The sun

has quickly

descended into

the night

that has

awakened as

I slowly close 

my back door

signing a 

goodnight to

the struggle 

of the day

when I hear

the thunder 

echo in

the distance

wondering if

there will be

a storm

on this 

quite night

for I feel

I need

a storm

and as 

I think

I see the

glow of

lighting from

the shaded

window just

as the rain

drops hit

the pane 

with breath

of sigh

the storm

has arrived. 

Night air

The night
is warm
humid,
hot air
bathing
against my face
the sweat rolling
down my back
as the first
rain drop
hits the earth
splattering on
my flesh,
the soft
wind cooly
lifts the
hair off the
back of my  neck
closing my eyes
to its sweet relief.

7:50

Hello 7:50

today I am not well,

for I know what you mean

as I drive this morn

to a place 

I can no longer stand,

sensing a horror 

creeping inside

a shaking 

becoming uncontrollable 

tearing this hole 

in my stomach

nausea setting in,

I wonder why 

I am still here 

for I shouldn't 

hate 7:50. 

Anticipation

Anticipation

as I grip

the coffee mug

listening to

the slow drip

of liquid hitting

the glass pot

inhaling the aroma

awaiting the taste

of the hot

flowing coffee

on my tongue. 

Black and White

The temperature 

continues to drop

a chill rising

as I sit

here writing

smelling bread baking,

calming me

as Joan Crawford 

sings on the television,

I watch her dance

twirling in song

with my colors

painting the page, 

I wonder 

if only we

could go back

to black and white.