Do you feel that?
Such a divine feeling created within...
Yet so anxiously annoying?
Do you hear those words?
Echoing within the confines of your mind...
Yet could it be from the soul?
Do you realize their worth?
Each a precious hidden gem within...
Yet why are they hidden?
I do...
I feel those words
those words that echo within
however what is their worth?
© 12/03/2020 Emma J. Willden
You stand in awe
I wonder why
You see something great
I feel inadequate
You see a victory
I see my failures
You echo out loud
...saying words woven with beauty
...saying that I am so many things
I echo your words within
...thinking they are beautiful lies
...thinking I am not so many things
Over time we dance back and forth
weaving words between each other
interwoven with our thoughts form within.
© 12/03/2020 Emma J. Willden
As time departs,
It slips inbetween the cracks
Slipping from our grasp
Where will this moment go today?
© 09/21/2020 Emma J. Willden
Names on the shelf
Complied, labled and placed
Some we cherish
Placing them in our hearts
Others we discard without regard
Names on the shelf
Each bringing forth a memory
Some we caress and cling to
Placing and reserving that special place
Others we run and hide from
Where is your name on my shelf?
What memories does your name impart?
Oh names of life we place on a shelf…
© 09/21/2020 Emma J. Willden
A Mask I Wear
We dawn this mask upon our face
Blue to pink, maybe green
We find designs to complete the look
Ways to endure a mask upon the face
Yet here I sit understanding dawning
Did we not already wear a mask of our own?
Before this mask covered my face
I made a point of smiling large
I'd look to you, and to you
As you walked on by I'd smile and nod
Yet as large as that smile was
Did you not see the effort it took?
This mask of colors and designs
Is meant to help protect and support
We contribute to society
Vowing to follow this new guideline
Yet I find my foundation is now mute
Did I not realize that my smile was healing?
I wear so many masks
The mask I wear for guidelines
The mask I wear for strength
Then the mask of confidence
Yet I find now as I hide behind a mask
I have discovered I struggle to pretend within.
© 09/14/2020 Emma J. Willden
Alone
You walk beside me
You laugh aloud
We laugh together
Taking pleasure in the company around
Then you go
Then I go
We separate at the door
I find my joy is no more
I laughed among the group
My emotions following suit
I believing I had found my joy
Yet here I sit in despair
I find that my joy and laughter there
is tied and connected to those about
Yet when alone I determine the truth
I have no joy to hold dear
I walk this place day in and day out
I put forth the work
I challenge myself to do more
Yet at the end of the day I find I am alone.
© 09/14/2020 Emma J. Willden
The Precipice
When you find your self alone
standing on that precipice
you walk to that edge
glancing forward
glancing back
you stare into the unknown
fear tingling down your spine
you look back into that past
the memories leaking down your face
who are you today?
Who will you become tomorrow?
© 09/14/2020 Emma J. Willden
