caught in a dam of stunned disbelief,
empty arms numbed, pierced heart,
left breathing stale air of bereavement,
lost in a deluge of dreary days
getting up,
lying down,
waiting for you to change
black and white to Technicolor.
Oh God, only you can make me whole
again!
(c)Laniere Gresham 2009
published in Skipping Stones, Vol VI
Mindworm Press, Chesapeake, VA
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