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Sharky

Cuddle here with me a while;

Let me bury my hands in your fur.

You’re only here for a little while,

But your soft purr calms me.

Your sight is gone,

Zoomies are a thing of the past,

The playfulness has faded.

You just sit by the bed,

safe out of the walkways

A yowl in the night reminds me

You still have hunger and thirst.

You circle my feet like a shark

Now I understand why

hopefully no more trips and falls

Be my good little bubba

a little while more…

Tween Young Adult, writing

Sage Advice

An evil laugh echoed through the cavern.

The trickle of an underground stream splashed her guests as they approached. They had no choice, the opening collapsed. With no other way out they followed her dim lights flickering, emitting a glow from deep.

A voice reverberated from the chamber, “Come here my sweets. Gather ‘round. Let me share my story with you, Then you will be homeward bound.”

Two young ladies entered and looked about. Sophia looked at her kid sister Lexie. “Father will be worried, We need to get home.”

Lexie just smiled as she took a seat across from the haggard old woman.

She took note of her eyes, brown with faded irises. The flames from the fire caught small streaks of brightness when they flickered just right. The old woman’s hair was shorn and thinning. Her scalp glowed through, age had took its toll. The bags under her eyes made her appear to be centuries old.

The old woman’s frock was faded and dusty from the caverns floor. She looked as though she were trapped here for a thousand years.

She waved her boney and bent hand at Sophia. “Please, sit down my dear. Give an old woman just a moment of your time.”

Sophia settled on a log next to her sister and grabbed Lexie’s hand in fright. Lexie leaned over. “I don’t think she means us any harm. Let’s hear her story.”

Sophia stared at her sister a moment, then plastered a smile on her face. All she saw before her was a scary old crone. Her distaste was palpable.

“Oh, child, don’t be so worried. I have knowledge and experience to share, nothing more.A tear rolled down the old woman’s face. Her left cheek sagged under the weight of the tear.

Sophia looked at this and grew sullen. Her fake smile faded to a flat expression. She felt trapped in this hole and couldn’t understand why.

“I didn’t trap you here. But I know the way out. Just give me a moment of your time, and I will show you on your way.”

The old crone continued. “I was once young like you. I was naive about love, about life…about myself. It took me decades stuck here in this dark place to find my way.”

The girls both winced. “But, you are still here?”

“I find sometimes that it feels safer here than out there, so I come here to hide. When I feel better, I return home.”

“Home?” Lexie piped up. Her youthful voice squealed. “I want to go home. Can we soon?”

The old woman smiled. The wrinkles around her mouth lifted, for this brought her happiness. “Yes, you will be able to get home. I just need a few more minutes of your time.”

Lexie looked at Sophia expectantly. “See, she’s going to help us.”

Sophia continued to watch the old crone. She still didn’t trust her. She was cautious and still didn’t know how they even ended up here.

The old lady continued. “Young women like yourselves need to find your inner confidence. Speak your voice, but use grace when you do. It will get you further than being quiet, or being a know it all. Learn from my mistakes.”

This didn’t seem like some witch trying to possess them. As she spoke, her skin began to clear of the age spots.

The cavern began to change and shift as the crone shared her stories. “When I was your age,” she nodded toward Lexie, “I thought I needed to be perfect. This made life harder on me than need be.” As she shared, the color of her hair began to darken and thicken. “I still lapse from time to time, but I had to learn to let go and learn from mistakes instead of avoiding taking chances.”

Sophia paused and inhaled at the sight, and touched her own hair. The old crone switched her gaze from Lexie to Sophia.

“I never thought myself beautiful. I paled in comparison to everyone around me, shorter, brown hair and eyes, chubby. It wasn’t until I was older that I realized true beauty comes from within,” the crone pointed to her heart and her head. “These make you who you are.” She chuckled with the knowledge of a thousand maidens.

Her laughter sent sparks through the cavern and the dim lights brightened. Now before Sophia and Lexie, the old woman seemed to soften and her smile lit up the room.

“The biggest words of wisdom I can offer is to follow your heart and your gut. My greatest regret, the greatest thing that eats at me to this day is when I didn’t follow my heart.”

Sophia looked at her. “What is your greatest regret?” She was genuinely interested.

The woman, who now appeared much younger and happier showed a sad smile. “ My dear, what I learned from it is far more important. We cannot change the past, we can only make our future brighter by living in the now.”

She rose. Lexie pondered a moment. “Excuse me, what is your name. You never shared it.”

The woman lowered her eyes and paused. “No one has asked that of me in years.” She searched her mind. “It doesn’t matter. Now, let’s get you home.”

She turned toward a still darkened wall and stepped to it. “Follow me, Lexie and Sophia,” and with that she outstretched her rejuvenated hands and pushed on the wall.

Slowly the wall began to pivot and a passageway opened. She pointed down the shaft. The girls could see daylight at the other end. “Just remember to follow your heart.”

The girls entered the passageway. Sophia looked back, “Are you coming too?” She was greeted now by a young woman, not much older than herself.

The woman smiled. “Not now, for I have things still to do. I hope to see you in the future someday.”

With that, the woman closed the portal door behind them. The girls found their way to the entrance of the cavern.

Lexie smiled brightly. “Dad’s never going to believe this!

Sophia smiled, “I agree, so we’re not going to tell him. Got it?”

Lexie grudgingly nodded yes and they made their way home.

The woman turned back to the fire. “I gave them the best of my knowledge. What else do you want from me?”

The fire grew and out stepped a figure. He was dark and overwhelming. “You have met your obligation. Now, how do you want to be rewarded? Shall I make your greatest regret come true?”

She looked up at him with great sadness. “I will never ask for it to be undone.”

“I don’t understand. Why?”

“Because, it is possible those girls would not exist, and I..I could never ask for that.” Her tears streamed as they fell into the flames. “May I go home now?”

With sadness in his own eyes, he waved his hand and returned her home. Then, she finally slept.


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Break

White blossoms swirl

Contrasted against black pavement

A glimpse of beauty in a dark world.

Fleeting moment of brightness.

Grasping them when I can.

Drifting, twirling for a moment,

Letting go of the tension.

Shoulders fall, breath softness

A second passes.

A light changes then a honk.

Back to reality.

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Finding Calm

Shell strewn path crunches underfoot

Sandals protect from sharp edges

Jasmin and coconut lingers on salty air

Sometimes home helps reset.

A calmness in the middle of a storm

Not knowing what waits on the other side

How long can I stay here,

Watching turquoise waves roll in

Soothing my tired soul?

Forever?

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Spiral

Spiraling again, no bottom in sight.

Free falling, begging for a soft landing,

But knowing there will be skinned knees

Endless tears, and heartache all the way.

This darkness will end. Won’t it?

Keep pushing through;

No, just stop and breathe…

It’s only bad in your head.

The skies will be blue again,

Clouds part and the songbird sings

But you can’t see, eyes slammed shut

And the whine in your head

Drowns out all joyful sounds.

This is the face of anxiety,

Of depression, of a breaking soul.

Where is my lifting hand…

He tries, but can’t reach me…

I can’t try anymore.

Limbs are tired, shaking…

No strength remains…

Now, if I could just only sleep…

But my head begins to spiral once again.

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Coral

The drop of color,

Bright on my fingertips;

The color of young love.

The orangey pink hue,

Reminds me of me and you.

Do you remember the dress?

I picked it for you,

hoping to make you smile.

My nervousness, waiting at the gate…

Yes, children, we waited at the gate back then.

Twirling in the skirt and

fiddling with the straps on my shoulders.

White little polka dots dancing around.

Coral. Then, your kiss….

The color still works against my aged skin.

If only you were here to hold my hand…

writing

Driven Insane…

A slowness fell over her

No longer willing to press back

The voices, they were real,

She wasn’t imagining it.

Watching her every move.

Gaslighting from within.

No one would have believed it…

Unless they heard it themself.

She wasn’t losing it after all.

They were laying traps.

She no longer cared why.

Time is up!

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Restart

Sitting here, wind in my sails…gone

An unsettled uneasiness engulfs me

Stress is building, fingers are pointing

nothing feels safe anymore…

Never work, not home, even things that distract…

I need to get lost, go away, be unburdened

Be alone with my thoughts

But I can’t think anymore

If I do, I’ll lose my mind.

Maybe everything coming apart…

Will help to make it all alright.

Begin again.

poetry, writing

Renewed

The sky closes in and the wind picks up

Creaking limbs let go of dead leaves

Falling and sticking to everything below

Pelting droplets find their way

Through the canopy above

Muddied boots sink in softened ground

Eyes up, hoping to rinse away

The dirt and grime of days gone by

Hopeful for the past to be washed clean

Ready for the storm to pass

And to start life again, renewed

poetry

Bruxed

Waking, fists clenching sheets

Jaw tight and weary of keeping it in

Mouth on fire, teeth rattle in my head

15 months of constant strife

This is now only a shell of a life.

The goal now met, now what?

Do I return to the status quo?

Shift my position?

Or move to something new?

A clicking jaw, feeling broken,

Ready to be whole once more.