You leave me gasping for air.

18 of 50 haiku poems written on Friday, July 1, 2011 to document the day my husband had surgery. Each haiku deals with something that was around me that day from the time I left that morning until we were home and finally went to sleep.

Free form poem about addiction.

I long to feel free.

Here’s part two of chapter 4.

Chapter Four: Personal Journey.

My first grand daughter should be here any day now. I’m about to be a Papa.

The next throw of the dice will determine what happens next.

I thought this up kind of whilst watching the fireworks…i had a vision of standing there, people watching fireworks…while my alter (JJ) was surrounded by smoke…hes looking at his red all stars and hes so lost in dissociation that he isn’t really all there…no one notices him either( I guess that’s just how he feels about himself)…but hes happy because hes not feeling the pain of his past…

Certain things in life just have that effect on you.

It is natural to approach with caution.