Peering eyes of dad they be
Be looking and waiting for flaws in me
Me walking on shattered glass of love
Love splattered on snow-white crimson dove
Dove flies to Texas two thousand miles away
Away she escapes one April yesterday
Yesterdays April brought wild flowers
Today’s May brings dark showers
Showers that rise to history past
Past not with the distance of two thousand vast
Vast eyes of Universe peering down on me
Me feeling him bitter my Sweat Texas Tea
Author's Notes/Comments:
This is about moving across country to escape my past (Dove flies to Texas). But triggers of memories keep popping up (showers that rise...Past not with distance) and ruining my enjoyment (bitter my Sweat Texas Tea). I'm working on neutralizing my triggers and I'm getting close to my goal. This particular poem is about a trigger of feeling like I’m being watched. The universe/God has replaced my Dad in latter of the poem (May brings in dark showers) since my Dad is no longer here to do this now the universe/God is taking his place. I need to release this triggers that I still feel I'm (Be looking and waiting for flaws in me). This has been the most resistant trigger but I will conquer it soon!
