She came into my life
Said she would be my wife
My heart filled with joy
Two become one

I came home and found her
Lying there lifeless
Breathless
I could not bear it

All these tears I'm crying
Where has happy gone
I don't know
I don't know

Taken from me 
Now departed 
My heart is 
Torn in two

All these tears I'm crying
Where has happy gone
I don't know
I don't know

There were days of joy
and I smiled a lot
But, those days
have long since passed

All these tears I'm crying
Where has happy gone
I don't know
I don't know

I sit alone in sorrow
No one is here to hold me
I think I want to die
But what's the use

All these tears I'm crying
Where has happy gone
I don't know
I don't know

I need someone
To talk to
To tell my story to
Who will listen and be patient
Present in my pain


©Timothy E. Wahlstrom, April 2, 2022

The darkness of my soul
Cries out
Into the darkness
The light finds me
When I sit in the darkness
I see a glimmer of light
The more I sit with the darkness
The more comfortable I become
With not knowing
I am less surprised
By the light
That finds me
Surrounds me
Embraces me
Replenishes me
Accompanies me
Never leaves me alone

© Timothy E. Wahlstrom, February 17, 2022

When I kiss you
as you are leaving
means I don't want
you to go

When I cry
as you're approaching
means my worst
fears did not come true

Together we are better
as this life, we both go through
on the other side of loving
there is me, there is you

© Timothy E. Wahlstrom, December 6, 2015

Send no more sons and daughters off to die
What in this life
Is worth dying for
Not the rich, possessions, religions, philosophies, kingdoms, land
Maybe the poor
Maybe the right to be truly free
Not if I have to kill my brother
Not if I have to make an orphan with a rifle
Not if I make a widow using a knife
Let me stand with you in your strife
I lay down my life
No one takes it from me
I will not stand for injustice, dictators, violence, intolerance, dominance, oppression, ignorance, hate, or war.
If I come right out and say it
Then the radio won't play it
So you'll have to read between the lines

© Timothy E. Wahlstrom, December 6, 2015

Have no voice of your own
All Alone
Beaten, bloody, left to die
Broken, stripped of humanity
Only a color, suspected, rejected, neglected, disrespected
More than a crime against one person
The crime violates us all
So we stand until we fall

Open my eyes, I cannot see
The crime on humanity
Mere tears just hide my pain
Help me see again

© Timothy E. Wahlstrom, December 6, 2015

What if...
This is the best
Thing that 
Has ever 
Happened
To me...
I will never know
Until I leave the past behind
And step into the new
With hope
And promise
Fear and
Thankfulness
Gratitude and
Mercy

© Timothy E. Wahlstrom, April 26, 2021

I am taking my coffee 
On the patio this morning. 
The cat is with me. 
The birds are singing. 
The sun is yet to rise.
Morning.

© Timothy E. Wahlstrom, April 28, 2021

The rooster crows

To wake the Sun

The clouds

Obscure the sky

The sky is there

As is the Sun

The rooster

Knows not why

© Timothy E. Wahlstrom, April 29, 2021

Yellow like this coffee mug

Yellow like this rose

Yellow like this painted table

Yellow like this prose

Yellow

© Timothy E. Wahlstrom, April 30, 2021