Trust

Trust
So hard to earn
and so easy to lose.
Can you honestly
just keep giving it
to someone who has
broken the bond?
Unspoken when given,
yet a pain filled cry
when it lays bleeding
after being abused.
Sometimes damaged
beyond all hope of healing,
it's a hole left
in your heart
that leaves your life reeling,
unhappy and bereft
now always doubting;
what is the truth?
Who can you trust?

Hush

Sounds
that in their
regularity
lull us to sleep;
the croaking of frogs,
an orchestra of crickets,
wind through scattered leaves,
and the soft drumming of rain on the roof.
The perfect silence
of falling snow,
blanketing and muffling.
hush....
the swishing of a dishwasher,
the heat coming on with a click
and the flow of warm air.
Roll over, find that
perfect spot on your
old pillow,
and pull the covers up to your ears.
Hush.
Dreams tug
and you slip into
slumber.
Deep happy sigh,
followed by sleep,
lulling, slow
descent..
hush.

k

*oh...that is until the cat decides
that it is Not time for bed, 
not yet.