Winter Slumber

Winter slumber brings gentle repose

Crazy quilts of white snow

Brown bare branches reach to the sky

Clouds of white to muddy slate


Hushed echoes of traffic and birds

Fluffed up to try and stay warm

Dampened by the blankets of white

And cold, cold, freezing air


The sun arrives and the snow shines

Blindly sparkling crystal white

I close my eyes and breathe the air

Spiking my lungs as it flows down


My feet crunch the snow underneath

More will fall soon, drifting, floating

The cold pierces my skin into my bones

I shudder like the birds, but no feathers to fluff


Winter calls like a quiet whisper

Sleep now in my quilts of white

Refresh yourself in sprouts of dreams

Ready to reveal yourself in spring


© 2016 Valerie Hathaway


In another world my head

Wouldn’t be throbbing at the temples

My stomach would be settled

And my nose would be clear


I lie on the couch in desperation

Trying to sleep off the pain

Only to be awakened by the light

Piercing into my eyeballs


I had medication for this

But I haven’t had one for so long

So it expired and i can’t

Get another prescription soon


I could curse my body for this

But it’s not its fault at all

It’s just another reaction

That I’m unprepared for


So I pull the curtains closed

Find a quiet spot to ride this out

Waiting until it’s all clear again

A day spent fighting a migraine


And trying not to feel defeated


@ 2015 Valerie Hathaway


Abigail walks through dusty halls

Filled with history and memories

She is frail, but firm in her steps

One last glance into her past


Here was a childhood

And there was a wedding

Children and adults now

Loss and lack and abundance and fear


She doesn’t know where she’s going

Her mind has turned cloudy

And the pieces don’t fit anymore

But she remains unruffled


Down the steps she tiptoes

To the car to whisk her away

She looks through a stream of tears

And says goodbye for the last time


© 2015 Valerie Hathaway

Alleluia, Alleluia

What awakens in my soul

To rise above all the pain

Quiet choirs of angels sing

Alleluia, Alleluia


Ringing bells of alarm are silenced

Fear is turned upon its back

Glory to God who heals us all

Alleluia, Alleluia


Walking forward with purpose

Steps are calm yet firm

Towards the goal of Divine love

Alleluia, Alleluia


May we bless and be blessed

May we pray and be consoled

May we sing and walk in gladness

Alleluia, Alleluia


© 2015 Valerie Hathaway

Stuck 2

Incubating mighty words in the crevices of my brain

Inspirations sleep in fitful slumber

Ideas not creeping but frozen

Awaiting for the magic to begin again


Spirits fly on uncertain wings

Sending prayers to heaven still untold

Appearing in dreams not remembered

But cased in the body as reaction


Everything calls for being unstuck

Words, dreams, ideas, images

Yet the heart refuses to move forward

Instilling that more healing is required


Nesting peacefully in a corner of my mind

A vision waits for soulful confirmation

To press onward, yet the answers

Keep coming back, “wait”


Dreams cannot be forced, they must be nurtured

In tender love and trusted patience

Until they flower like fragrant roses

Blooming in awe for all to see


© 2016 Valerie Hathaway