Trees Stand Tall…
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The moon has risen-
Creeks are frozen –still…
Still:
Trees stand motionless, as
Frozen dewdrops sparkle in this
Dreadful silence.
I believe I hear you crying,
In rhythm with the falling stars- as
Venus illuminates the darkness-
Ever so slightly…
I stand here alone, trying not to listen to the
Pounding of my heart, and the
Sound of my tears splashing onto
An imaginary stream-
A stream that carries my thoughts,
Powerfully remorseful,
Though not coherent…
Voices in my mind interrupt my thinking,
Speaking a foreign language-
My thoughts race faster than this
Deluge of sleet-
Have you forgiven me?
These words I put together as in a
Chinese puzzle-
I know how deeply I hurt you-
My gut reeks with sorrow, pain and repentance-
Trees stand stark and strong against the wind,
Tossing wisps of my hair about- but
Will not dry my tears,
Now falling copiously, as I
Travel back in time to that night I lost my sanity-
This brutal wind tears the midwinter air to pieces, that
I do not care to put together-
Have you forgiven me?
I lost myself on that night and
Escaped into another world, and
Became somebody else-
If I have a soul, it must be hovering
Near hell’s brushfire, and
Clinging to the gates of despair,
The stars keep screaming and the
Sleet will not quench the flame that sears my essence-
Trees are standing strong against the wind.
I stand-alone with this painful memory as
My thoughts are damned and
Spiraling out of control,
Flailing about in this windstorm…
Trees stand tall, while my own foundation is
Weakening-
Guilt overpowers my wretched heart.
I hear the wilderness calling in vain-
Perhaps you have forgiven me, though
I weep uncontrollably alone,
My tears, now silent and invisible-
I stand before the gates of hell,
Holding back, as the moon peeks through the
Dense clouds past midnight-
I know, in part, that you may have forgiven me, but
I walk through hell’s prison gates,
Taking one step forward-
Only because
I
Cannot
Forgive
Myself….
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Claudia Krizay



Hi Claudia,
It must be healing for you to write these beautiful if haunting poems.
Please continue to post them as often as you'd like.
Regards,
Christina