2003-06-22 / tracy / Comments Off on Depressed
Depressed
The flower that grows
In the terra cotta pot
By the garage door
Had the audacity
To bloom today.
2003-06-22 / tracy / Comments Off on Sunday Morning Ritual
Sunday Morning Ritual
The rock fountain
Outside my sliding
Glass bedroom door
Creates a sense of peace
And tranquillity
In my weary stress
Filled mind.
2003-06-22 / tracy / Comments Off on Just One Last Point…
Just One Last Point…
I realize it now,
that a few
days have passed
and my head
is no longer
affected by spirits
and illusions of
grandeur
and self-importance
that I may have
been too hard on you
the other day…
2003-06-22 / tracy / Comments Off on Copper Creek
Copper Creek
Light of the half-moon casting shadows;
Stars as far as the eye can see.
2003-06-22 / tracy / Comments Off on Questionable Existence
Questionable Existence
Does the fantasy
That resides
Inside your head,
Keep you from having
To face the dread
Of an empty existence?
2003-06-22 / tracy / Comments Off on You Don’t Own Her
You Don’t Own Her
The child without an anchor
Flies free into the face
Of a brick wall.