26 January, 2014

Comes A Life

Comes a time
Comes a time
We are set free from our burdens
Free from our
Outward self
To our timeless essence

Comes a time
Comes a time
We no longer live in fear
Free in our
Inside self
To our timeless essence

Comes a time
Comes a time
We have a productive life
Free in our
Mindfulness
To our timeless essence

Comes a time
Comes a time
Comes a life

Copyright Denise A White

Risen

Sometimes a balloon
Rises high above the trees
And your eyes twinkle.

Sometimes a man
Soars gracefully in the blue sky
And your face glows bright.

Sometimes a bird
Flies, rising from the river birch
And you sing with joy.

Sometimes a rocket
Shoots up into the blue sky
And you are in it.

Copyright Denise A White

23 January, 2014

A Manic-Depression Day

Mania and depression come
Barreling in. I thought I was normal,
But normal is not my day.

Sun and rain, one or both,
Swiftly they jump from one to the other.
Normal is not my day.

Don't let the sleeping dog sleep.
When one is stronger than the other,
Normal is not my day.

Copyright Denise A White

19 January, 2014

Being Well

Alive with the light
Coming into clear, strong, thoughts
This day of wellness

Copyright Denise A White

You

Like rain to a plant,
Like sunlight,
Like air,
You-

Give me life.

Like a post to lean on,
Like a recorder,
Like a blanket,
You-

Give me support.

You, my counselor,
You, my friend,
You, my family,
You-

Give me myself.

Copyright Denise A White

Bipolar's Time

In the recesses of the mind
The essence of a single moment
Springs forth with no thought
Of the time.

An angry moment in the mind
Comes without abandon, no brake.
It leaps forth with no thought
Of the time.

A joyful moment in the mind
Comes with an uncontrolled laugh
Bounding forth with no thought
Of the time.

A sorrowful moment in the mind
Comes with a wrenching of tears
Crawling forth with no thought
Of the time.

Anger, joy, or sorrow in the mind
Come with an apology of emotional agony
Wrenching forth with no thought
Of the time.

Copyright Denise A White

13 January, 2014

Healing

Black heat from the coals
Of a fire raging deep,
Deep within, gave me courage
To seek my self.
Black heat void of
All color.

Orange heat from the rage
Of an anxiety, only
Felt within, gave me courage
To seek my self.
Orange heat burns bright
With color.

Yellow heat from the despondency
Of a heavy heart, felt inside
And shown outside, gave me courage
To seek my self.
Yellow heat with the sun's
Vibrant color.

White heat from the day's air
Of a peace resting deep,
Deep within, gave me courage
To seek my self.
White heat aglow with my face's
Radiant color.

The stages of heat were inevitable.
Now I am my self.

Copyright Denise A White

12 January, 2014

Luminosity

The floodlight washes my mind
With neuron sparks from its white
I am set afire; I think.

Like a mind cleansed after a good cry
Washing the cobwebs from the porch, I
Only am amazed at the light.

The tunnel of darkness was waded through
Thoughts were random and confused. They took
On a nighttime of terror, of sadness.

But as I crawled and scratched my way
I saw clearly what to do. It was the light
And from my darkness I was saved.

Copyright Denise A White


10 January, 2014

A Life Saving Beacon

Alone on a ground
Of gray mist, a lone beacon
Shows me the way home.

As the beacon glows
So do my spirits arise;
I follow the path.

The gray mist begins
To lift before my green eyes,
And I hear a sound.

My voice sings out warm
As I grow nearer to home,
With joy in my heart.

Alone on the ground
The sun lights my tangled mind;
I'm now safely home.

Copyright Denise A White

08 January, 2014

A Long Road

A long road, they told me,
We may control it, but
Never cure it.
Bipolar is
Its name.

One drug to control mania, one
For the depression, then
Another and another,
Until a balance is
Maintained.

Coping, and hoping, mind games with
Triggers, until you succumb; high
Spirited with the mania,
Hopeless with the
Depression.

Drugs control mania, and drugs
Control depression; control
Is the word, never cured.
Bipolar is the
Name.

Bipolar is my new name.
Hush, don't you tell.
It’s a stigma to
Live with, to
Retain.

I am now a new normal;
My norms, the doctors',
My family’s,
or it is my
Friend's.

A long road, it is controlled, never cured.

Copyright Denise A White

07 January, 2014

Into The Light

Coming, coming into the light,
Years of sadness and joy unite,
Becoming free to see myself.

Into the light-

Feeling my essence,
Knowing the present,
Becoming aware.

Into the light-

Feeling very hopeful,
Knowing what the future holds,
Becoming normal again.

Into the light

Feeling burdens melt,
Knowing how the past felt,
Becoming calm within.


Coming, coming into the light.

Copyright Denise A White

05 January, 2014

Manic-Depressive Days

With a sun-drenched sky, my day shows highs, but with the
cloud cover it shows lows.
I thought I was normal, the doctor told me so. Normal then
Is a manic-depressive day.

The sun makes me talk fast, sing, or just dance. I am not in
Control, but flying high,
happy with no cares in the world. So this would be my
Manic side day.

The clouds make me cry or just find me starring. I am not in
Control, but flying low, sad with all
The cares in the world. So this would be my
Depression side day.

Like a mathematical sine curve having only highs and lows,
I am never, no never, in control. I
Either ascend or descend like the weather. Change is consistent
Always infinite. So this would be my
Manic-depressive days.


Copyright Denise A White

01 January, 2014

A Conversation With Myself

Within me, I will find
A new sense of calm, my essence.
Today I can think.

I am innocent, today, of all of my emotions.

Anger,
Anxiety,
And depression.

I am a clean slate, today, waiting to be written on.

Person,
People,
And environment.

I am a white board, today, looking for color.

Evoke my anger, shouts-
Schizophrenic.
Evoke my anxiety, pace-

Manic.
Evoke my change, introvert-
Depression.

Today, I find
A new sense of calm, my  essence.
I converse within.

Copyright Denise A White