That Lonely Feeling

The one that hits you in the gut 
while sitting in a crowd and you 
realize that you are

too old to be here
too young to care
too old fashion to "get it"
too liberal to justify yourself.

The one that rips a hole in your heart
and reminds you
that once again

too pretty to be approached
too aged to be noticed
too stubborn to turn gray
too independent to beg.

That loneliness which
seeps out of 
every pore of your being

too strong to deny
too loud to silence
too alive to bury
too needy to stop.

That loneliness who
at times takes its 
stand in your emotions

too demanding to ignore
too fierce to escape
too wise to be silenced
too powerful to subdue.

Written by Debbie Kesley


Icy Hearts

Icy Hearts

Like a winter storm
life sometimes blows in
with a snow flake here and there
getting your attention.

Those few snow flakes 
become many in number
and what was once beauty
becomes a thing to dread.

Layer upon layer .....
foundations which were once solid 
and dependable become unsteady
unpredictable and even treacherous.

We crawl under the covers
seeking comfort for a time but 
yet the snow becomes icy
much like the hearts of some we know.

Layer upon layer of 
encrusted , frozen, slippery elements
that defy all of nature to do anything
other than step back and wait.

Wait for a season of time 
to pass - bringing some resemblance
of warmth to melt the layers
of an unwelcomed storm.

The sun appears, the icy layers
eventually melt into the
ground below.......
nurturing and preparing for growth.

with a face toward the 
sky and the sun
breathing in the fresh air of renewal.

Written by Debbie Kesley