Holly Jamestone Poems

Don’t you wish we could hear back of where we go when life turns black
No one comes and clues us in; they leave and then the cries begin
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Weeping through all of the lies
No more pretending, leave be who I am or
In a Sad Corner One Cries
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Eyes of the world watch incredulously
As a large white bird flies blind
Its power and wingspan unfathomable to us
The speckled, pinhead dots on the ground
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She’s feisty, sassy, understood
Until your gal’s confusing
Then bets are off, a lose-lose here
And it won’t be amusing
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I dreamt I took a walk with God
A meeting face to face
He held my soul and guided me
To a very special place
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I need to know you’re listening
You’d know me in a crowd
That you may be on meds yourself
Or sometimes cry aloud
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A photograph graces us with orbs
Celestial bodies, reminders that we are not alone
A foretelling of a coming event or a
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Simply let go and let it break into a million pieces if need be
It may be only a thousand pieces and seem like many more
Sit next to it, kneel beside it, sweep the shrapnel into your apron
Carefully holding the pieces next to your heart as you sit by the fire
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Can't strap myself to the tracks
Near the freight train of pain
As it shakes me to the core
And rends my newfound dignity
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Even though the pain is present
It will go away
Fading with the test of time
Not words that friends can say
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