Cycles

Love remains in turbulence
Drafts of doubts from time to time
Then back it comes in reassuring waves
That strength between two surging
Connectivity linked
Again in sync
Dancing slowly in the darkness.
Angela K. Crandall
©5/13/19

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Ghosted

I feel like an invisible ghost, ready to vanish.
Extinguished by my negative thoughts.
Transparent even though I am already exposed
Words, spilling as I stumble over hope.
Butterflies, repeating fluttering.
Will it start again as it once was?
Can I bring you back to me?
As I stand, watching you focus on the game in your hand.
~Angela K. Crandall~
©10/23/18

Tenacity

Never have I ever fought so hard for something I didn’t care about to get paid.

I haven’t had it made.

Then I arrive home every day to battle for my love.

The written word, a passion plus try to show myself-compassion.

For the joy that comes from typing letters with meaning warm fuzzy feelings, or hateful, mad and sometimes even sad.

Then there are moments I just cry, and cannot stop.

No one though is shocked.

 I keep going I just get by

But

Somehow manage still to fly words across the screen.

They are better than anything, except maybe caffeine.

Angela K. Crandall

©11/25/17

In these stages, cracks, seconds, live.

“Meet me in moments guided by someone above. Pictures created through peace, hope, and love.

If you truly see, then come with me.

Let’s walk near the oceans, stepping on the warm sand filled with love from the sun.

Then dash into a cave when the raid comes.”

-Angela K. Crandall ©3/19/17

The Love inside

You inspire me
You are me
I’m in love with the oneness of me
It’s kind of, freaky arrogant the way I take in what I’ve become
Feeling like I am someone
Even if it is just for a few
I am grateful, Keep being productive, move forward
Don’t take for granted the gratitude, kindness, and hope given.
No, I’m not perfect
I only have faith that I will be better, am healthier than who I was before
Then raise my face to the sun, then run ahead ready to meet what comes next.
~Angela K. Crandall~
©2/27/17

Inside my heart

I am in my heart
That is where I live
Able to give
I let you take
Merely wishing you’d seize my hand
Allow me to rest my head on your shoulder
Let me, let go of the emotions I held back
When everyone else was telling me to be strong
I’ll hold on to you
And
You’ll carry me by choice, not obligation.
Angela K. Crandall
©2/19/16

A new Moon

“The best thing about myself, is my heart.

Although, it’s been broken in the past, it hasn’t led me wrong.

It’s a reminder that not everyone can be trusted, but that I want to trust everyone.

 I suppose most people are good until proven otherwise.”

~Angela K. Crandall

©11/16/15

Mixed Emotions

Bewilderment

Fleeting furies of hope stick on my skin like velvet in wonderment

Meeting memories once present

Sitting on the window sill

Watching the birds feed

While I devour the grapes you picked for me

Each one juicier than the last

Until my bowl is empty

Is it significant to us

My imagination has attempted to trick me before

I hear the rain begin to pour

Pushing myself up off the bench I grab hold of the door

Letting the tears fall

Then step down

And

Go back to bed.

by

Angela K. Crandall

©8/26/15