Like a freight train, Screaming by. Or a tornado, Whipping through. No pause, no harbor, little hope. How to reach the still waters? When chaos takes hold.
A piece of the sky, So calm and so blue, evokes Blissful days, no fear. Dead fingers of cold, reaching - Tell old man winter is near.
A voracious woman fails to recognize when madness invades her life.
Withered, stiff, dull, dead? Within, sounds of life - burrow. Hidden, sheltered, safe.
Bursting forth, through death And decay; Burning so bright, In fierce defiance.
Another passage. First so bright! Then…dull. Reminds, One day I will rest.
Two creatures, huddled. Backdrop of darkness, falling. Together, survive.
Plot Summary: Published in 1951, “The Catcher in the Rye” tells the story of a troubled young man’s mental breakdown after he is kicked out of an elite boarding school due to his failing grades. Many moons ago, I remember reading “The Catcher in the Rye” by J.D. Salinger. At the time, I loved the main character Holden … Continue reading “The Catcher in the Rye”: Entertaining, Distressing, Irrelevant?
Fingers extending; Threatening cold, advancing Darkness to follow.
Pretty once, still, but fading An empty gift, one sorely missed The void grows, Consuming and terrifying, Then, fiery words, ignite and seduce Tired eyes, glued, to flickering screens Glorious purpose, fills and makes whole A desired reprieve, from the horror of emptiness No truth can dislodge, The lie at the center The allegiance found, … Continue reading Wilted