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CicelyRobinLaing©2014

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Everything hurts today…

I can’t eat or sleep…
It’s Monday morning…
And I’m already buried deep…

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If I had a million dollars…
It wouldn’t rescue me…
The world keeps on spinnin’ wrong…
And just won’t let me be…

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Words and image by Cicely Robin Laing © 2016

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In My Dreams by Cicely Robin Laing

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In my dreams…

I watched them play…

Up on the hill top, on a windy day…

There was no sorrow…

There was no loss…

Just a kite to fly, and a ball to toss…

Happy laughter…

The sound of running feet…

Inside this memory there was joy to meet…

The rustle of wind…

And the crack of thunder…

Spoiled my sweet feel of slumber…

Now, awake…

Beneath these layers I lay…

Wishing for the break of day…

To shed the thoughts…

And hide the tears…

Of missing you these many years…

In my dreams…

I get to play…

With you… on a hill top… far away…

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Words and image by Cicely Robin Laing © 2015

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UndercoverCat©2015CRLaing

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I am closer to death than I am to birth…
and still, I don’t know who I am…
During daylight hours I pretend to be me…
but under the covers at night, doubts fill my mind…
Dreams of second guesses and forgotten successes…
mix with flights of fancy, and horrible messes…
I toss and turn, waiting for sleep to save me…
only to find my mind never forgave me…
Deep beneath the tattered tangled blankets…
I try to find me, the one I haven’t met yet…
But every event, every thought, every action…
changes me from one moment to the next…
Each a tiny death, becomes a birth, a resurrection…
Then morning comes, and I am more tired than awake…
and still, I am who I am… rediscovered…
at least for one more day…
Is there any other way?

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Words and image by Cicely Robin Laing ©2015

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Gobble Gobble ©2015 CicelyRLaing

 

Happy Thanksgiving!

I am…
being thankful for life…
for still being alive…
for being able to still kick a bit…
for still being able to love my friends…
to hug and kiss my family…
I’m thankful for knowing…
that even when overwhelmed…
I have a hope of digging out…
hope that tomorrow may have less pain…
hope that today I will remember…
all the beauty of yesterday…
the potential of the future…
hope to be able to see joy…
and to give joy…
I am thankful…
for love…
thankful…
for life…
I am
thankful…
I am…

 

May your day be filled with love and thanks…


Words and image by Cicely Robin Laing

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CicelyRobinLaing©2014

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When we make love…

I do not know where you end…

And I begin…

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Day 30… Image 32… Poem 32….

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National Poetry Writing Month

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Words and Image by Cicely Robin Laing ©2015

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CicelyRobinLaing©2014

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Your touch made me human…

Your breath made me live…

Your love made me understand…

Now, it is my turn to give…

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My kiss on your lips…

Feel my heart beat so fast…

I have so much more to show you…

How deep, how long my love will last…

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Day 30… Image 31… Poem 31….

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National Poetry Writing Month

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Words and Image by Cicely Robin Laing ©2015

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CicelyRobinLaing©2014

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I awoke from this crazy dream…

Naked and lonely I had been…

You kissed me and I turned away…

If only I had asked you, to stay…

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Day 30… Image 30… Poem 30….

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National Poetry Writing Month

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Words and Image by Cicely Robin Laing ©2015

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