The touch

The smell

The warmth

Of the familiar.


The depth of my confusion is deep.

Rethinking life.

Pondering this puzzle of all puzzles.

Questioning decisions

And the right and wrong of it all.

Feeling the regret

Of moves that broke

The correctness of what I had

For the thing I sought

And thought

I wanted.


It’s all different now.

The groove and rhythms

Of an ordinary life

New. And calm. And set.

Within cooler hues

Of the color of gray

A strangled sense of familiar

Struggles to emerge.


It’s coming.


Inner turbulence is brewing.

My mind and heart

Rooted in the looming darkness

Of somber clouds.

I remain forever

A mood.


6 thoughts on “Mood

  1. Wow. I like this Tdot. Kind of sad and haunting and I sense the struggle going in within you, but I also sense that there is hope and light at the end of this particular tunnel. I pray it comes soon for you. I really do. Sending love from across the ocean. Your friend. ❤

    1. Denny, You rock! 😊 I’m feeling a bit all over the map right now and some days are more of a struggle then others…but I’m here and that’s all that matters. I believe there is hope and light…I have to or what’s the point? Lol feeling the love from across the pond. Thank you! ❤

  2. lol, I thought you were reading my mind, Trish… very similar thoughts/feelings going on over here. A tiredness, but that hope for better that I can’t shake. 🙂

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