I look to the sky and see no answers
I listen to the wind and hear no songs
I search for my soul and it all seems empty
Someone please help me go on.I look to the fields and see no flowers
I walk through meadows and can’t smell the grass
I cry out to my parents who are no longer near me
Someone please help me go on.I walk with my troubles and pray someone sees me
I carry a weight that seems impossible to hold
I wake in the morning and search through the news
Please anybody help me go on.©2020 cj holm
Despair
Empty Eyes
Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge 269 Coping / Support
In my gloomy whole
find no joy here or support
-writing is copingWriting about memories
is my tunnel to escape-CJ Holm
Haiku/Senryu Challenge (9/2/19)
Farm Lament
This old farmstead damp after a spring shower. Hand colored. by Don Anderson
What Condition We’re In
Some call it a North Dakota condition
Where some rivers run north and poor crops are tradition.
Its’ farmers are Commies and its’ banking’s State-owned
Please pass the hot dish, your future’s postponed!
Once filled with small farms, quarter section in size
Now tilled with tractors and global positioning is prized.
Gone are the Holsteins, a milk house and barn cats for cream
So are the children who loved playing, farming and had big dreams.
Small towns are dried up, the schools gone away
Consolidation brings busing, two hours each day.
Gone are the churches, cafes and the small stores
Wheat fields, barley, and the dog’s locked indoors.
Time keeps on moving, no room for the past
Weather is changing, drought is forecast.
Empty the farmhouse, move into town
Go shopping at Walmart, and let’s just simmer down!
-CJ Holm
I’ll Have Another Bowl!
Red Green Orange Blue
have another jelly bean
-Life’s partisan fixMindless chewing sugar high
Replace thinking stupefy-cj holm
“We’re not going to have another Watergate in our lifetime. I’m sure.”
– Bob Woodward
Despair
Deep in January
Winter’s darkness grips my soul
Leaving me empty-Clarence Holm
Ormsby – Beige, I think beige!
And Finally
Taste of tempered steel
Wondering if this will hurt
Makes me pause a bit-Clarence Holm
Senryu of Hopeless
pain again today
empty bottle discover
vicodin despair
– Clarence Holm
Despair
I’m alone in deserted house
A room full of nothing, just echoes of a soul.
Shadows in the darkness, feelings of dread
No warmth around me, cold thoughts in control.
Pulse pounding terror flowing from my heart,
Tear streaked trepidation cold shaking hands.
Senses reeling seeking to light the space
Trusting nothing, no one understands.
No use in screaming – I’m here all alone
Facing walls of terror slashing at the air.
A dream played in darkened room
I’m betrothed to aceless solitaire.
-Clarence Holm
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