Posts Tagged ‘Healing’


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Christmas Kisses

You looked good in that blue dress
It reminded me of Christmas kisses
And shared wishes
That somehow got lost for us

Your smile takes me back
Miles and years
To a time
When you washed away my fears

All those perfect moments
I keep them in my heart
You were a new kind of happiness
A new start on a healing path

I miss the tangle of your tresses
And that pillow talk smile
That fearless kindness
The light you shone on me for a while

The brightest light of any love
But I was so scared
Of the shadows that I cast
I was still chained by things I hid in the past

I had been a shadow before
For way too long
It was nothing you did wrong
My belief was so thin
That shadows just weren’t my thing

But you were…
A wisdom that came too late
A seed that took too long to germinate
A lost friend, a cruel fate

© 2015 Peter Anstiss

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Winter Love

If you need…

I can be your winter love
You can reach for me
Whenever you are dark
I will hold you close

When the green of summer
Turns to falling leaves
When no one understands your needs
I could help you grieve

I know everything about falling apart
It means I can put it back together
If you find you ever
Need such things

When the rain falls
We can all shine like new
I live and linger
For moments such as these

They blot out all the times
I have fallen and been left to bleed
Maybe happiness
Is not the flower of my seed

But I still live and breath
I still love and hope
I still laugh,
And joke

Though dark rivers
May roll me out to sea
I will always wash up
On the beaches of your need

If you need…

© 2015 Peter Anstiss


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The lost boy

I find myself fearing that one more abyss
One more false step
Just might bring about the end of all this
It’s not that I am lacking in courage
I have clawed my way back before
And will do so again, if I can
But I am no longer armoured
With the boundless strength and youth
It is not always about me
It’s not even about the truth
There are other factors to consider
Other chaos that I can’t control
It seeps into my life
Casting long shadows,
Diminishing the light
Until everything is as black as them
Is that how it ends for me?
Despite all my planning
Despite all my mechanisms for coping
I will just lose myself in a bunch of nothing

I refuse to be lost

© 2015 Peter Anstiss


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The Mask

A coat for the rain
Pills for the pain
Breaths for the stress

A mask for the day ahead
Amongst the living
Despite the dead

© 2014 Peter Anstiss


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The sun beyond the storm

Beyond those skeleton days
Beyond the slashed feelings and pumping blood
Broken hearts mend, wounds heal,
And eventually scars form and fade

(I am a man of scars)

One foot in front of the other
You can discover
Shattered bones knit
The long game players don’t quit

(I have lived through a lot of broken bones)

And the storms may rage, and trees may fall
A home that’s broken is no home at all
On the morning tide something good might just wash up
Beyond the pain the sun will always come up

(I belong to the sun and the sea, but never that broken home)

© 2015 Peter Anstiss

Just a short scatter of abstract thoughts and a photo from a long walk during a roller coaster week.


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How do you love your pain?
Give it an acute name
Find the ironic in the chronic
Give it a smile
In a morphine haze
How do you love your pain?
It is part of you
What else can you do?

© 2014 by Peter Anstiss