Can ‘t you see her flying
She’s gliding, diving
Above the glow
Of the lazy moon
Mariel’s unraveling
Basking in peacefulness
She has no sense of despair
Near fear of the unknown
Her mood is pleasant
And unchanging
Her inner strength
Is imbedded in her soul
Negativity is fading
Like snapshots
Of her life
All locked up
No key in sight
No humans are
Inhabiting the earth
Only Mariel is in flight
She’s as light
As a pillow of feathers
Her speed is faster now
The marshmallow clouds
Look like tasty treats
Mariel is absorbing
Her independence
A brand new feeling
There is no destination
And she’s never looking back
Mariel Louisa Krause
5/24/1984 to 4/9/2001
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Donna Krause lives in a suburb of Philadelphia with her pipe-smoking boyfriend and her cat, Onyx. She has a BA in sociology from Gwynned Mercy College and three children. Donna writes from the heart and about what she lives; she is an advocate for mental illness, having had bipolar disorder since age 21. Donna has worked as a therapist and is an active participant in a weekly writing group. Her publishing credits include Transcendent Visions and Idea Gems.
Please also see Donna’s related poem, Black Moon on loss and grief.
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