Inner thoughts
hide from her
what others see
so plainly
style and grace
inner and
outer beauty
missed time
and again
not recognized
unaware
missing the joy
one brings to
others
happiness uncloaked
great day for all
beaming outwardly
happy
peaceful
at last revealed
fairy princess
arrives
belle of the ball
as it should be
as it always is
she sees herself
as others do
her beauty
walks among us
now we all
are happy
somedays
events occur
brightness of day
turns to gloom
of night
a bit of tear
hangs on
a reminder
not what was
but of hope
what might be
illusion
sometimes
passes as
reality
reminder to self
don't forget
to breathe
Gloomy
Does It Matter
Calling out
to the sky
no answer
to be had
in return
Just the quiet
as an answer
was it enough
what was done
did it matter
does it
ever
matter
holding back
the oceans
of lost
opportunity
fix
patch
repair
to no avail
rip tides pull
one out to sea
fight the current
swept away
no one knows
a finger
in the water
leaves no mark
was it really
a wonderful life
mr stewart
no wings
no angels
no echo
in the night
fragile
vulnerable
unable
to shake
the doubts
of worth
doubts that
set in
tend to
linger
Raymond J Denzel
