I will wait

I will wait

till 

you and me

are 

free to be

us

when us

happens:

delight

strength

kindness

silliness

happen

by Carolyn Hunter

Will you Be with me?

i am quite angry that no one is here

to see my pain as I see it.

Where are the mourners to sacrifice the cry

or the down trodden to alleviate my pain.

I am not above or below you in this pain

We are together.  Not apart.

We are together. Not apart.

Do you here me? can you hear me

in the midst of your pain?

If only we could meet in some sphere

where two could meet without judgement

would you look at me with the eerie eyes I am afraid of

or would you look at me with the accepting eyes I need

It’s up to you. 

Eerie or accepting

It’s your choice how you respond.

Because I am who I am.

Will you be with me?

by Carolyn Hunter

the stray

the stray
by Carolyn Hunter

I saw a stray dog today.

Walked shyly up to me.

coat mangled

body skinny as a seed

Of course, I took him in

Gave him a bath

he stretched his paws on top of the shelf

Skinny wet dog smell

Something about a stray makes me yearn

to love more

makes me want to learn

why he's shivering at my door

There are doors all around 

for him to tread over 

this shaky ground

isn't so good for rover

And his eyes are leaky

and his back is hunched

and he coughs b/c the rope

was tied too tightly to his neck

My eyes are often leaky

as I hunch my back like Fetus

the invisible rope that others don't see

ties my neck to misery

So maybe it's I who am the stray

And this chum is a gift

allowing me another day 

soothing this unending rift