Glorious Sunday

OK - what a day, eh?? We gain an hour - the sun is shining - the sky is a magnificent blue. We walked to my favorite vegan restaurant for lunch and I am in a stellar "no cholesterol' induced sense of well-being. One less pig will suffer and one human body (mine) will not suffer because I had fake bacon!!! :-) I got Jack Teagarden cranking on my computer right now - you gotta love the trombone especially when he played it. AND the election is almost over. I don't mean to be so happy and therefore boring, but that is just how I feel today. To make up for this, I will publish one of my disturbing poems - maybe that will give my day a little needed balance. OK - here goes:

Hopeless

Gray goo still oozed from the wound.
Even your sweet kisses could not stop the pain.
It hailed, it stormed, no sign of the sun
my legs were going numb.
Sometimes I can't even remember your face
your smile so brilliant so welcoming
like hot steaming tea on a blustery day.
Starting to slip into unconsciousness
out the window, through the door
behind the dark curtain
where no safe soul can follow
disappearing into the bleak barren landscape.
My arms desperately stretch search toward the safety
of your soft cheek, your warm whisper
but you are gone, tired of sickness, weary of woe
preferring the soft light on the horizon to the blackness that is me.

Wow, now I am really depressed!! :-(