These Tired Eyes

The piece reflects on themes of struggle and resilience, contrasting moments of sadness with hope and joy. Personal anecdotes highlight a family cookout, anticipation for a baby’s arrival, and plans for a late Christmas. It also promotes a writing challenge, encouraging creativity and connection among participants.

Nature’s Calm

Nature’s Calm Rainbrewingin dark cloudsfeeling washed upand hung out to drydoubt pulses through my veinsfeeling sorry for myselfpondering my mere existenceall mistakes and regrets amplifiedthundering loudly in my addled brainwallowing and pathetic in my painI step outside and take a deep breathinhaling sweet scent of wet grassletting the rain soak my skindoubling down on courageIContinue reading “Nature’s Calm”

Perfectly Flawed

Perfectly Flawed Paper thinpale porcelain skinaching bones upon the wake. Sullen dawna hole in the cloudsand I’m thinking I might break. Dark sky burstsrain pelting, meltingglacial heart that never thawed. Fragile soulbleeding wounds that healedand I am perfectly flawed. Colleen Keller Breuning © 2022 July 30, 2022

Broken Clouds

Broken Clouds Ashen gray cloudshang low to the grounda thick layer of fogrising like dense smokeinfusing the atmospherewith its petulant moods. All I see is alabaster sky.The moon has gone missing, the sun hidden in a sempiternal stretchof colorless stratus, dull likea bolt of sparkly silver tullethat has lost its shine. And I am walkingContinue reading “Broken Clouds”

Beast of Burden

Beast of Burden I’m facing dark clouds tomorrowSoul weighed down by pain and sorrowWestern wind is blowing colderBeast of burden on my shoulder. Off the rails, rogue brain is chasingDaunting demons I am facingFear etched face, I’m feeling olderBeast of burden on my shoulder. My heart pounds wildly on the edgeTeetering on unstable ledgeCast awayContinue reading “Beast of Burden”

Summer Storms

Summer Storms Summer storms are coming,I can feel them in my heart.Hope melting in extreme heatas the sky is torn apart. Thunder rolls in deep and fast,raindrops pelt my windowpane.Lone raven struggles in the windand I’m channeling his pain. Standing in the pouring rain,crying out, what am I doing here?Wash my sorrows into the ground,dissolveContinue reading “Summer Storms”

Sketches of Pain

Sketches of Pain Dark clouds threaten, sky splits apartFlooding emotions, bleeding heartsUgly secrets, women in chainsBroken spirits praying for rain. Flash of lightning, crash of thunderLast shred of faith torn asunderHaunting whistle of distant trainBroken spirits praying for rain. But something changes in the airHope cuts through layers of despairFingers tracing sketches of painBroken spiritsContinue reading “Sketches of Pain”

In the Shallows

In the Shallows Nopromiseis everunbreakablehollow words echoedcutting deep as a knifeI struggled against darknesshaunting voices of the afreetinner demons taunting, pushing mebeyond the rocky shore, torn and tatteredI was drowning in the shallows of lifeangry clouds parted as the storm ebbedon my knees, I crawled to the lightspilling warmth on my cold skinyour spirit touchingContinue reading “In the Shallows”

Downstream

Downstream down by the waterI ponder meaning of lifelay my burden down blue trail of sorrowheart drops like a sinking stoneclear to the bottom gravity defiedas I float downstreamin gentle river washed ashore, breathless,hands reach out in grateful skiesas a new dawn breaks Colleen Keller Breuning © 2021May 14, 2021 Ecrits Blogophilia Week 9.14 Topic: ByContinue reading “Downstream”

Paper Cranes

Paper Cranes Hope trickles down in purple rain As I wait for the morning lightAmidst one thousand paper cranes. Anxiety flows through my veins,Cries of anguish deep in the night.Hope trickles down in purple rain. The robins sing in sweet refrain,Welcoming the sun with delightAmidst one thousand paper cranes. Bury my fears, bury my pain, Spilling tearsContinue reading “Paper Cranes”