Deep in my soul
Emotions emerge
Unfelt
For a decade’s time
Revenge
If only in my mind
Get back at those
Who inflicted me so
With simple actions
Build a better life
For myself
Let spite motivate
Creation
Completion
Improvement
Better choices
In who I am
And who I will be
– James Dubeau
For the first time
In nearly twenty years
A deed had been done
That hadn’t been done
In all that time
Shouldn’t have been done
Didn’t want to be done
Not then
Not now
Used to be
From misguided youth
Malevolent
Placating an aching soul
This time
Was to remember
Evoke
Emotions and sensations
The pain
The burning
The dripping essence
– James Dubeau
It’s interesting
Where one finds help
Or how help finds them
Who they will talk with
Who they will trust
And
Who will take the time
Who will actually listen
Actually
Listen
In those moments
In our lives
It doesn’t matter who
Will help you through
Not necessarily
A good friend
Or therapist
Just the right person
In the right moment
Sometimes a breeze
Will carry help into your life
For just the right moments
Rekindling a fading friendship
Bringing prominence to an acquaintance
Or conversations with someone
Only known digitally
In those moments
With the right connection
And the right words
And the right listening
You can make it through
Those dark moments
And see the light
For another day
Making living
Feel like
A Breeze
– James Dubeau
Awake!
Middle of the night
Pulled
From slumber
Perhaps
A strange noise
Maybe
Because I often wake
Early
To force some exercise
Before
Heading in to work
Possibly
My bladder demanded it
Anyway
It’s much too early
For how late
I went to bed
Last night
This morning
– James Dubeau
At my desk
Legs twitching
Want to move
Need to move
But tired
Heavy limbs
Refuse to move
Any more
Than just
Standing
Is too much
But I will
I must
For piece of mind
Body
Soul
Push myself
Push my tired body
To do what I want
What I need
– James Dubeau
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