Can’t you see me (Prose)

what was your journey
did you pirouette ‘cross mirrors
glass unyielding
drift on gondolas
floating rivers of satin

~~~

or was your world defined
by fear
each breath inhaled
hope disintegrated
the days you woke
a burden upon
normality

~~~

you reached
but no one grabbed
you cried
but tears weren’t heard
a journey leading no where
in silence
held yourself in you
as no one understood

~~~

your fragility hidden
you held no signs
lost my way, I am weak
can’t you help
can’t you tell
the battle fought

~~~

did your self esteem
waft in vapours
from the coffee cup you held
early morning air suffocating
the days that you felt strong
trying to fit, the jigsaw puzzle in
your mind

~~~

let me help you pirouette
once more in life
dance across this stage of so called
imperfection
for it is all around us
it is not you

©jmtacken 23rd Feb 2014  – Fiction

Photo Credit:Falln-Stock    Shared with Mind Love Misery’s Prompt Prompt 44 Immobilizing Paronoia

Strolling – Stream of Consciousness

Strolling

kick up scattered pebbles that cross my path

sun sheets hang on tentacle boughs

my heart warm as the sun

music plays in my head ….cellos and violins and spanish guitars

a plethora of sounds ….a symphony of elements and bouncing coloured notes

dancing with my thoughts

that make me smile

a stave jouncing in rhythm to the strums

I stroll and imagine life in the woods

when I was young

capturing visions of fairies and elves

and all that is good

they dance upon the fallen tree trunks

and call to baby fawns

I crouch in hiding and hear them giggle

watch them pirouette amongst the leaves

the music does this as I stroll and watch and feel the sun

with a smile inside my heart

For Alastair    http://alastairsphotofiction.wordpress.com/2013/05/26/photo-fiction-sunday-26th-may-2013/

The picture from Alastair may be fog – however I took it as sun.. Thank you Alastair. If anyone enjoys photo prompts, please go and visit and join in the fun and challenge.