After Winter…S.A.D.ness

I felt it coming in the fall
the grey veil
that comes every year
to cover my eyes with gloom
it has been relentless this time
violently biting my skin
sneaking around window panes
and through the sleeves of my coat
stubborn in its conviction to stay
I feel it coming now
salvation
in fleeting, squinting glances
I see the fire of the sun
streaming through this fog
promising clarity, comfort,
and peace
soon it will permeate the frost
in my heart with its glow
and burn away the shroud
to illuminate my soul

©Debra Goodman

We live alone…together…

we live alone

together

words fall from our mouths

like dead leaves

to the ground

I start at a sound

used to silence

I sit alone

dreaming of lovers

I have known

sometimes I marvel

that you can’t see

how many men have loved me

with your body

©Debra Goodman 1995

 

A Moment

The ocean so tremendous

asleep in its foggy mist

the seagulls flying carelessly

content to just exist

I stood silently beholding

a scene so lovely and free

and wondered who I should thank

for that moment of ecstasy

 

(I WROTE THIS POEM WHEN I WAS TWELVE YEARS OF AGE…BEING A PURIST, I DECIDED NOT TO EDIT!)