Her poetry

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Dancing in the window
In a downtown pub
Alone on the floor
Singing words to a song
I used to know
Feeling the past
Like an afterglow
The music plays on
Long after I go
For now I sway
And dance alone
~A.R.*

Ugly head
Noxious spew
Judging harsh
Demeaning words
Illusion switch
Dementia visited
Person morphed
Unknown being
Lost original
In their mind
Anger resides
Jekyll
Go hide
~A.R.*

Crashing waves
Over jagged rock
Carving its way
Layers softened
By water strength
Tumbled glass
Pieces edgeless
Shores sea glitter
In sand
Timeless
~A.R*

Whisper your secrets
Wrapped together
I will hold them tight
Your dreams and tragedies
Say them in the night
Darkness the cover
And promises kept
Entwined between us
~A.R.*

Another leg
Journeyed long
Baggage bundled
Looking for peace
Out of pieces
Weathered
Into carried
Stories
~A.R.*

Whisper your secrets
Wrapped together
I will hold them tight
Your dreams and tragedies
Say them in the night
Darkness the cover
And promises kept
Entwined between us
~A.R.*

Standing on rungs
A hole to be in
Off alone
Gripping tight
Faraway light
Drawn soul
Found will
Step up
Slowly go
A life
But once
Chance it
Live
~A.R.*

Did you see?
So bright and sparkling
Almost a flash
A wink and a smile
Then gone
Shrouded by her pain
Fighting to clear it
To glow again
~A.R.*

Empty bubbles
Of thoughts in my head
Spinning in unison
No theme or thread
No answers or insight
Though I do search
Nothing new comes
Circling mind
Of empty bubbles
~A.R.*

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