Under Wing

You took me under wing,
giving me a little extra love
you knew I’d need.

You always granted us
five more minutes of play
as the adults caught up.

Years of guidance
have stuck like Velcro
in my mind.

Your words
are nestled
in my heart

as fond memories
dance across
my thoughts.

Until we meet again,
for now, I
must say goodbye.

Kim Sealock


My faithful shadow,
taken to soon.
Fur black as midnight,
and eyes of spring.

Sweet and protective,
though a thing
of superstition.
Shunned by some
but loved by me.

She’s still watching,
always faithful,
still by my side.

Kim Sealock


Stomach twist,
I feel sick,
head whirls, and
I am taken on a ride.

Colors blur,
everything spins,
“Enjoy the ride.”
the voice echos.

Faking fine
comes natural,
as I am torn
apart inside.

Stomach is
being ripped
to shreds.

Lungs are being
until no
breath escapes.

Dizzy drunk
from spinning
like kids
on a playground.

The ride isn’t over.

“Keep it together.”

“Control must be won.”

Kim Sealock

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