What Have I Now?

Bare trees watch
Cold water, silent,
Slipping past
As winter waits.

I stand and watch
My dreams slip past.
What have I now
But silence, cold?

Image © 2019 Shona Silverman.

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In Night’s Black Cloak

The dreams come here
To punish me
For things I did,
Or should have done.

Lovers that left
And those I spurned,
People who cared
Yet wake no more.

They come to me
In night’s black cloak.
I wake up cold,
Alone with them.

Dreams can be distressing but you can do things to help. Take a look at my article on nightmares, there’s lots of useful advice there.

Valium And Vodka

She’s crying at midnight.
Sick with loss,
Crying for sleep.

Crying for sleep,
The only way out
Is valium and vodka.

The day is no longer young.
Sick with tears she awakes,
Nothing has changed.

Nothing has changed
And all that’s left
Is valium and vodka.

Let Me Show You Something

Sorry it’s rather dark in here.
I’ve opened the curtains
But it’s always raining.

What’s that you tell me?
You remember this place.
Hasn’t changed much, has it?

No, things don’t change,
They just fade a little
And the loss remains.

You can’t change anything here.
Leave the door ajar, visit any time.
This room is your past.

 

It’s brighter in here.
See, hear, touch.
Details fill your senses.

What’s that you ask me?
Of course you can move things,
You are in control here.

Change what you like.
Choose new colours
For your pleasure, your delight.

This is where you live.
Leave both doors open.
This room is your present.

 

Be careful where you step,
There could be anything here
And I don’t want you to get hurt.

Why are you surprised?
Everything keeps moving
and you haven’t touched a thing.

This is hope, anticipation.
A dream where you decide
What will happen next.

Open the curtains,
Dawn is breaking.
This room is your future.