Two Poems

Horizontal I Sink

I lay my head down to rest my body.

My eyes, my soul follow in those footsteps.

In my life, I am always somebody,

but when I lay down to sleep, they will let

me be. My tired mind and tired soul

re allowed to take a break and escape.

The things of my life always take a toll,

but when I sleep, it feels like I can scrape

the surface of what my drained body needs.

The pillow, the blanket, heaven to me

as they blissfully, expertly plant seeds

of comfort. Rest of my body adds glee.

Horizontal I sink into my bed,

happily, close my eyes and lay my head.

Former Seeds Giving New Life

In this life filled with ups and downs a need

arose within me, a need to escape.

Searching for a way to keep my head straight,

year after year of looking for a lead.

Hiding myself until I could be freed

from the problems that live and give a shape

to my anxiety and fear landscape.

I looked to words buried within former seeds.

People, places became part of my soul.

Living through the pages and the words gave

me new lives and stories to escape with.

Words penned by others gave me a fresh role

and crisp pages allowed me to feel brave.

And my stale fear landscape became a myth.