Safe Am I

Cloaked and hidden,

enshrouded with fears,

tears locked up,

unknown for years

Body shaking,

beginning to cry,

tears overflowing,

not knowing why

Memories surface,

exposing deep pain,

beginning to feel,

sorrows and shame

Feel the feelings

let them flow,

freely like waves,

then, let them go

Freed, once again

to smile, until

a trigger erupts

another minefield

Will this pain

ever come to an end,

or, will it repeat

again and again?

Knowing I have been

through this before,

I know how to ride

the waves once more.

Courageously, I face the pain,

wave upon wave rolls by,

old, buried feelings pass

once again. Safe am I.

Precious Linda, c. 2013

Ice Cream - A Cinquain

Ice cream

Colorful dream

Too many scoops went plop

Delightful joy, turned to sadness

Street paint

I thought I'd try a cinquain today.

Precious Linda, c. 2013

Captivated by Moving Grace

mesmerized,

her body glided

across the stage

moving lithely

with grace

a pirouette,

twirling and

spinning,

unbelievable

outstanding

extending her leg

above her head,

arching her back,

she fell faultlessly into

his awaiting arms

gently raising her body

above his head,

he twirled her,

a human arch,

delicate

balanced

beautiful

with controlled tension

and beautiful grace,

he gently lowered her body

to the floor

and the two

danced

as one

back and forth

across the stage,

stepping lightly,

barely touching

the floor

or the other’s hand

breathlessly,

I watched

the two

dance as one

from the depths

of my being

I applauded,

with tears of

   joy

    delight

         awe and

            amazement

streaming

   down

       my 

          face

captivated

by the beauty of

beholding

two

become

one

in the

movement

of

grace

Precious Linda, c. 2013

Transformation

pit

patter

splatter

splat

pitter patter

pit pit pit

crystalline delicacies

growing

one

solitary

drop

at

a

time

enveloping

dark

silhouettes

against

moonlit skies

transforming

dark drab dreary

into

a

feast for the eyes

a

dazzling display

of

sparkling

delight

Precious Linda, c. 2013

When She Became I

when she became I

it became me

she was no longer a child

but was set free

to be

me

Precious Linda, c. 2013

ALIVE!

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    I       e       l

            

 T                    e

   h                r

      e           o

         r      f

           e

            I

          a m

                     E!!!

                 V

     A      I

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Precious Linda, c. 2013

MY PINK LADY

My favorite bike

Yesteryear’s gift

Probably the best in town

It coasted wonderfully

Never let me down

Kept my money inside the headlight

Looked beautiful – pink, with aluminum fenders

Always ready to ride

Did not have more than one speed

Yet coasted like a charm.

Precious Linda, c.2013