We struggle with fear
But fear has its own wisdom
We must seek balance
Facing Forward, Pursuing Progress
Facing the old dreams
Memories long since hidden
Those things frighten me
This night’s emotion
As I seek tranquility
Buried within fears
Youthful memories
Comic books
Toy ray-guns
Sunlit days
Free of shoes
Sand covered toes
Burning echoes
Of the first-girl-I-loved’s
Bemusement
And resultant mockery
I wonder
Why suffering
Delights us so?
Such cruelty divides us
A charred gulf bearing
Smoldering rubble
Remnants of hope
So many memories of this journey called life. Painful ones sometimes rise up, reminding me of their place in my mind, my psyche. Hints of underlying angers and frustrations, damage done.
My child prepares
The next journey
Of schooling
A single step
This new world
Transformation
Intimidates some
Others feel promise
Some blend them
Strange balance
Contentment pulls
Me back to slumber
Despair’s grip
Weakens
Anxiety lurks
Waiting to
Wreck havoc