
Just a tear
Really no big deal
Just a tear
Something I don’t feel
Just a tear
One nobody sees
Just a tear
Wiped away with ease
Just a tear
Really nothing at all
Just one tear
As the final curtain falls
©Dani Heart
7-30-1984

A tangled web we weave
In fleeting moments of anger
We build what I call
Bridges across time
Endless efforts to secure
The very thing that we endanger
Leaves us breaking away
To keep our frame of mind
Fearing loss of independence
We’re quick to take a stand
Wounding ever fragile egos
One really must be kind
Suddenly it’s later
We’re walking hand in hand
Wandering through the years
Over bridges across time
©Dani Heart
5-23-1986

The winds of discord are warm, arid, and empty;
Like the vacancy of places long since abandoned where the only thing louder than the silence is the eerie rustling of things left unsettled…
Unlike the fresh cool breezes of spring or the invigorating first flurries of winter these tepid dusty winds offer no comfort as they fail to lift and carry away the heaviness on my heart.
©Dani
Nov 15, 2021