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.

Growth.....slow....steady

with a face toward the 

sky and the sun

breathing in the fresh air of renewal.

Written by Debbie Kesley