Loosing my Souls

Losing my Souls

Time
and time
again
I am
losing
my souls:
one for the pain,
one for the joy,
one for the duty,
one for the treachery,
one stays behind
lost and cracked.

A century of sleep

 

a century of sleep

 

a century of sleep
keeping away
my nightmares

a century of sleep
relaxing my
tortured muscles

a century of sleep
soothing my
wounded heart

a century of sleep
healing

healing my nightmare
healing my muscles
healing my heart
healing my souls

 

a century of sleep

my lost souls

long for it

a century of sleep
where
can they find it?

Poem thanks to Beth Strauss

 

poetry: lost

 

lost

 

mist covering
my lost souls

their
resistant hope

shines like a

beacon

Beth Strauss

thanks for the photo to Ser Amantio di Nicolao from English Wikipedia via ookaboo.com