June 30, 2010

morning light

Wrapped
In the safe cocoon
Of flannel blankets
Soft pillow
Beneath my head
Morning light
Peaking in from behind
The darkened curtains

You've been here
With me
To wash the pain away
But today
I am alone

This landscape
My own
Warm and
Quiet with dazy
Sleepiness, my
Eyes blink open

To the reality
Of the You
The rubber wall
The floor full
Of holes

Gone are the dreamy
Dreams that
Moonbeams bring
These moments
My few moments
I can call my own
Pain free
Without you

1 comment:

juca2 said...

Wonderful poetry Heather! Your words are so well-spun! ;)
Peter.