promise by Toni L.A. Clegg

dreams so fragile

mere molecules of dust

floating amid infinite doubt

hope so brittle

spun like blown glass

shimmering vulnerably

promise so surreal

sprouting from ashy soil

watered with many tears

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longing

intensity of desire

haunted

consumed by internal fire

yearning

needing what I don’t require

driven

a pursuit that doesn’t tire

stretching

always reaching just a little higher

 

Longing by Toni L.A. Clegg

Not What I Thought It Would Be by Toni L.A. Clegg

Tomorrow is never a guarantee

This truth is present and weighty

Time is ticking towards thirty

This future I cannot quite see

Finds me, now a divorcee

In this strange land where I’m oddly free

It’s not what I thought it would be

Married again, a mother wannabe

Yet I pause here in place like a lonely tree

Unmoved by the wind and the whispering sea

Missing my pain like an amputee