A wonderful piece. I know you've been doing some writing and the knitting well...I think you're tired of what you're making atm. Yet, you've been restless, maybe spring and working on the garden will help. I was impressed with the plumbing job you did. I'm impressed with this poem as well. Good job. xo
tim (Mikiesboy) is the poet/writer in our little family. Now and again I post a blog here on GA, there are some poems there. I may post more there, but this .. competition, challenge, whatever it is, is not me at all. Currently, I am studying again and that keeps me busy.
Thank you though. I appreciate your thoughts and support.
I. How I Choose the Truth With You
I won’t lie to you.
I know the hour,
how the room settles when you’re tired,
how the dark agrees with anything gentle.
So, I speak and stay—
close enough our knees almost touch,
close enough the words don’t echo.
If the truth makes your hands unsteady,
I will keep mine still beside them.
If it opens something you can’t shut,
I will sit in the open with you.
I have strength for this—
for the quiet weight of being present,
Having been through a lot with tim's journey, I've learned that's what it is. A journey with no real end. It's trying things and repeating what works. tim made the decision to try CBT after years of depression that stopped responding to talk and meds. Not that you are in that space, but I mention it as an example. Try things, keep working with your doc/therapist, try meds if necessary. You'll figure out what works.
And keep telling us how you're doing, me privately if you wish... because saying positive things is good for you.