When a life writes itself
There is no telling
Where the next sentence starts
Nor where it ends.
There is no way of knowing what tomorrow brings
Even though inside you want
More of what today gave you.
So you wake up in expectation
Feel the warmth of nature
Wrap itself around you
As it reaches out into your soul
Allowing you to feel invincible.
But life invariably gets in the way.
Suddenly with no warning storm clouds
Gather overhead
The rumble of thunder
Alerts you to dangers
The streak of lightning
Is an intrusion into your soul.
We live for the dream
Of a seat with a view
Books read and written
Of road trips and shared adventures
But all the while there’s a barrier
The barbed wire that is our life.
Your need to lock yourself away
Where the black dog keeps you company,
Licks at your hurt of a haunted past.
Our saving grace, our redeeming feature
Is the place we go to bask in the beauty
Of our uniqueness.
Where an abundance of love, life and laughter flourishes,
Enriched and nurtured,
Within the chemistry
That is us.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/04/17/writing-prompt-155-collage-21/
Morpethroad 
oh this is lovely, Michael 🙂 yes, we all have dreams but life writes itself. Have a lovely Sunday!
Thank you LL, hope yours is a good one too. Mine is nearly over.
I love the lines: ‘Feel the warmth of nature/Wrap itself around you’ and ‘The streak of lightning/
Is an intrusion into your soul.’ I’m glad that he/she had the black dog for company.
Thanks Kim but the black dog is a term we use for depression
Oh! In all my years I hadn’t come across that before. I see it now. I’ve experienced those times but had no name for them, other than the usual one, which no one wants to hear. 😦
I thought it must be a term we use…..in Australia we have the Black Dog institute which offers help and support to all sufferers of depression.
Enriched and nurtured,
Within the chemistry
That is us.
loved those closing lines Michael gorgeous and I love how you used the song/video as well
Thank you Yves. Can you make the collage bigger? My old eyes struggle wth seeing it.
I used to be able too because you could click them (the originals are larger) but WP changed something in the formatting and now it sizes them down and doesn’t allow the click enlargement feature if you know how I could get them to post bigger please tell me because I don’t have great vision either so I understand and want them nice and big
Ok I did discover if I increase the screen size they were easier to see, as for WP I have no idea.
You’ve captured it all here – the tumbling uncertainties of life.
Thank you so much, there are so many aren’t there…
This is wonderful Michael, capturing so much and emotional.
Thank you Jen, hope you are doing well.
“We live for the dream”…this says it all . . .when the sun is shining and all is right with the world, the dream might be going for a hike, or a getaway. When it’s the black-dog we wake to, the dream is a ray of sun. Wonderful poem, Michael.
Thank you Scout. That’s the mystery of living each day isn’t. One never knows whose company we might have. Lovely seeing you stop by.
I love that you’re accepting the thunders of life while tapping in the our uniqueness,’our saving grace’. Great!
Thank you so much for your wonderful comment….I greatly appreciate your stopping by.
Totally awesome piece this Michael 😀
From start to finish – you capture and lead us on a journey as unique as each individual and yet the commonalities that bind us, are what makes this piece resonate so well. And wow – what stunning images you have created with your choice of words and lines …. some absolutely gorgeous lines – holy smokes –
Where the black dog keeps you company,
Licks at your hurt of a haunted past.
I love the way these two lines flow – and how well you have used the metaphor – but the truth is – this entire piece, quite literally, from the first to the last lines – is just perfect. A masterpiece sir!
Thank you Pat you are very kind. Some days the words fall right don’t they.
Indeed they do 🙂