Tag: depression

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 9, 20182:14 pm

Himalayan Foothills Sunrise VIII, Kunjapuri Devi Temple, Rishikesh, Uttarakhand, India

Steps ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #165

Sometimes the light
     Seems very far
And the way
     So dark and perilous
And the path
     Occluded mystery

I remind myself
     Just take a step
I remember
     Where every journey begins
I find my courage
     In the many paths already taken

I’ve held the light
     before
I’ve made my way
     before
I’ve found the path
     before

I will hold the light
again

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 4, 201811:40 pm

Crescent Sliver, Bowen Island, Howe Sound, Sea to Sky Highway, British Columbia, Canada

Sliver of Light

A sliver of a whole
Adrift in a vast duskiness
Far removed
From this gentle Earth

Yes

I know something about you
Moon

But soon enough
The stars, and the Milky Way

So I want to thank you now
Moon

For the reminder to come
That I need not linger
In the dusk

Poetry by Patrick JenningsNov 5, 20189:54 pm

Island of the Tides

The tide
High
And I
Am an Island

Isolated
And alone

But tides turn
And so do I

So soon
The sea
Reveals
The sand

And I
Am one
With the
World

Again

Poetry by Patrick JenningsOct 20, 20188:37 pm

Bentonite, Badlands, Drumheller, Alberta, Canada

Hide

This flowing earth
Which rain does melt
And sun does bake
To make a hide
A flesh so tough
Naught but steel
Can break its skin

And like the earth
I’m toughening
Impervious
To love’s torment
I keep it out
Pretense: content

But even steel
Can’t cleave my soul
And never could
Through toughest hide
I feel my heart

So soon enough
I’ll find my way
To safety’s arms
Then shed this skin
To let you in

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 26, 201810:12 am

Lichen at Hope Slide, British Columbia, Canada

I Rhyme With Orange

Nothing rhymes
With me

Like me
Like orange

Not range
Not fringe

Not forage
Nor porridge

Though all tinker with
The tongue and the ear

The elusive rhyme
The elusive me

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 13, 201812:03 am

Serrated Edge

I walk along serrated edge
Just beyond the tumult’s grasp
Not retreating, no
Nor taking up the task
Of hushing life’s cruel whispers
Caught between my courage
And despair
A darkness near enveloping

So stop
Take stock
Find firm footing
And there turn
Full face
Into all that comes
Lick the salt
Upon my lips
And savour
All strange beauty
In the bitterness