THE WOLVES How does one keep The wolves at bay When they are on the hunt Night and day Where can I run Where can I hide From the prying Of their fiendish eyes I can no longer bear The sounds of their gnarling teeth Lord, give me strength Please do bequeath For, I do…

D-DAY Today I found myself Distraught By the jumbled Disorder Of my thoughts I felt a bit Dismayed And by their obstinate Delay I was fraught Simona A. Brinson Photo by Mark Claus on Unsplash © 2021 mylifeinword.com All Rights Reserved.

FORGOTTEN WORLD Eighteen years ago I tossed my cell phone Into the rubbish container It was then the I stumbled upon A long forgotten world A world where beauty rests On the petals of flowers And skies glisten In greens and golds Where I can close my eyes And hear the whispers That float along…

DISORDER From the moment our eyes met I was all out of sorts My mind lost it bearings And my emotions their support My internal sign flashed “OUT OF ORDER!” As if I had been stricken With a nameless disorder I could not even Formulate a thought Because the essence of my soul Was confused…

NUMB I can’t imagine What it would be like To feel nothing at all I fear if I felt nothing My heart would shrink And eventually stall To feel nothing Would be an affront To my sensitive soul For it is always In need of A gentle cajole To feel nothing One must be okay…

SOUND OF SILENCE To some The sound of silence Is deafening Because they cannot find retreat From the thoughts that move About their minds Like the scampering of feet They run from the silence In hopes of hiding From the blade of self-talk That is nagging and chiding It is silence they find frightening They…

DAYZ Sunday is that start of the weekThe day of Holy SabbathThe one day of whichIn rest I do lavishMonday morningsI hit the snoozeUntil I smell Bustello’sCafé a-brewTuesday is a curious dayThat I can’t quite figure outWhy are people so short temperedAnd like to scream and shoutWednesday is my favorite dayIt’s the day they call…

SMITTEN To this small kitten I have been smitten She has a cute pink nose And wiry little whiskers Although, I’m allergic I just want to kiss her She has pretty blue eyes And a bobbed wee tail I think maybe I’ll name her Gayle Simona A. Brinson Photo by Zuzana on Unsplash © 2021…

I AM WHO I AM Don’t try to change me I am who I am I am the daughter of Peter And the sister of Sam I love to read And most definitely write I sometimes write poetry In the dead of night Where the only sounds That I can be heard Are the fluttering…

PAINTED SKY I awoke this morning To a painted sky so beautiful That I said to the Lord, Who is most diligent and dutiful “Now Lord, you’re just showing out today Your artful hand has not betrayed The depth of your majesty Who other than you Can create such tapestries With stay-puff clouds And magnificent…