Danette Frenz

Sea glass in time,
I hold in my hand.
A creation by sand.
A glass, sand glass,
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Frothy waves of blue,
tangled seaweed too.

Salty sea air cool,
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A Flower in a pot.
Not sad of its lot.
A lone wolf in the wild,
Feeling mild not riled.
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My little baby doll.
A name I could call.
Pink. You were oh so pink.
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When will it get better?
Times have gotten wetter.
I miss you so much,
This is such
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Light mists of rain, drizzled on the land,
Turned to sheets, drenching my cold hand.

Winter snowflakes glimmer in the light,
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Walking through a sunflower field.
Finally let down my shield.
The tears, the pain, the hurt…let go…
Tightly fisted, wrenched up pain,
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My head was clear,
No dreams, so far I’d fear.
But last night I dreamed a dream,
So vivid-so it seemed.
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Times may be tough
And ever so rough,
This I will not bluff…
How can I get over losing you?
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The past does not last,
It went by so fast.
I’m sorry I hurt you,
This pain all so new.
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I find myself looking for you,
But it is I-who is lost.
Your love, your time,
How you were so kind.
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I’m a lei of flowers,
Strung by love of you.
You pick me up, when I have fallen low.
A thread in a needle, I have put you through,
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I saw you in my dream,
Understanding what you mean.
It is hard for me to accept,
But a promise I have kept.
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Writing a message ought to be easy,
telling each other our hearts desire,
pouring out our innermost thoughts.
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A good picnic
Starts in the
Vineyard
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Why is it so hard to love?
To let go and be free, just breathe?
I want to love you and talk
And open up my heart.
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You burst, you bristle, you blow up at once!
Why can’t we talk? I just want to talk.
When you scream, it seems, I just close up.
You’re closing off my voice, my choice to be open.
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Why is it so hard to say I love you?
You do so much for me…
Cook, clean, work.
But what I want is just love.
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All I want is a friend,
To share with,
All my dreams and hopes.
My fears, my pain
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Emptiness fills the space full of nothing.
My voice echoes back with mine alone.
Where are you? Where have you gone?
Darkness, a void, a slippery slope, I’ve known.
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