Shady Truths

I stood in the shade
and I cried...

Jumbled sounds,
like grasshoppers' wings
when they fly away
as I walk by...
like birds chirping
high in the trees
that tower above
my dappled country road.

Jumbled sights,
like sun-brightened green --
the shade of leaves
atop those towering trees...
like warning signs on trunks,
or blue skies, wispy clouds,
shining with the midday sun
on my dappled country road...

Jumbled thoughts,
like anger -- deep,
abiding, the constant
of a broken spirit...
like fear, and hurt,
and swamping regret,
crowding in, never-ending,
on my dappled country road.

I stand in the shade
and I cry...

© Copyright 2012 by Teri K D Bannerman