Falling Ribbons

And I fall........
like ribbons of soft linen
cascading onto the floor.

Quietly waiting.........
for some gentle hand
to patiently mend the pieces
and make them whole again.

~~Tina 4/4/06~~

As She Wonders



It’s all too much to bear

her head hangs low

she fades away

crashing........falling

deep into the dark.....

as she wonders,

when will this cycle end?



Emotions flying, bitter words

a freight train

running thru her head

the burning sting of pain

bring her forth again......

as she wonders,

when will this cycle end?



She fades once more

numb...she drifts away

the effort he feels

only a false pretense

not a reality.........

as she wonders,

when will this cycle end?



He’s gone

she hates who she’s become

a toy in his miserable game

to be used at his will

tossed aside and ignored

till he needs he once again............

And she wonders,

when will this cycle end?



So dark and alone

no one left to turn to

but with all her heart

she believes

one day he will pay

the price of who he became.............

and she wonders,

when will that cycle begin?





~~Tina~~~ 3/30/06