Crafting Variety

Center of a Dark Mind

Wander through the caves
The recesses of a charred mind
Alcoves of mystery
Reveal heartache, pain, loss
Cobwebs hide the dark entrance
Clingy strands of memories
Stick to the heart
Brush off the strings
That won’t let go

Wander into the darkness
The inner soul of truth
Reflections of clarity
Show the tarnished center
Hidden confessions, weary secrets
Tied tight from the ropes of fear
Gray, lifeless heart
Raw and scarred
Fibers poking in soft flesh
A constant reminder

Wander into the fog of reality

Amy Dionne, 2014

Crafting Variety

Soul Tears

I gathered each tear off my cheeks
Tasted bitterness
Despair
Heartache
Swallowed them
Felt as they burned down my core
Woven into essence
Sifting in my heart and body
Unrelenting
Grasping in the shadows
Til hope becomes no more
Crying out for light
For peace
For a moment’s rest
Finding none

Sifting through a pool of black tears
From the waterfall within
A flutter flash of light
A single note of joy
An echo of serenity

The tears recede
Easing their pain
Softening the droplet edges
A comforting caress
Sliding over skin like a kiss
Through the darkest times
There is hope

Amy Dionne, 2014