Beverly Buchberger

12/29/2025

Lost in a mind,
a confused sorta kind
where actions look mad
and normal is sad

Lost in a mind,
where emotions unwind
in a world all alone-
like an island of stone.

Lost in a mind,
all feelings-behind-
in a state of uncaring,
a look that is staring

12/29/2025

In this place we call our home
the love we shared will never roam.
All the joys we'll share together
will be ours: our golden treasure.

In this place we call our heart
the love we share will never part.
All our dreams will flow on through
and come to life for all to view.

In this place we call our house
all our sorrows love will douse.
All our troubles will be won
when each evenings work is done.

In this place we call our mind
thoughts of peace we'll always find.
We nurture love in all we see
now and through eternity.

02/23/2025

I drifted to sleep one lonely night
and suddenly awoke to a beautiful sight.
An earth to behold
as heaven unfolds.

A meadow all green
so calm and serene.

A river so clear -
soft ripples to hear.

A forest of trees,
a warm, gentle breeze.

Souls - all happy,
A wonder to see.

I je**ed wide awake to that image so bright
and knew in my heart that all was alright.

09/22/2024

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08/11/2024

Here is the latest poem I have added to my page.

08/11/2024

I am a stone
lying alone
amid the fine sand
you molded by hand.

I am the sand
you crafted by hand
lying alone
without that one stone.

I am the land
upon which you stand
minus one stone
which now lies alone.

I am that stone
laying alone
caressed by a hand
no support from the land.

I am a stone
left alone.

07/23/2024

05/16/2024

From a crowd my tiny voice
picks you out as my choice
to hear the words I have to say
that is of course if it's ok.

The deep, dark past does now unfold.
The horror there is being told.
The love I always thought I lost,
was not my fault at any cost.

The time you never spent with me
no longer haunts my memories.

The knives you threw,
the fits of blue.

The awful words that were once said.
The wish from you that I were dead.

04/06/2024

If I were a tree
as I wish I could be
a cool, gentle breeze through my leaves it would tease.
Standing so tall
I would here the wind call.
my branches-a soft, gentle hi they would sway
as an eagle soars by-flying out to the bay.
against the clear, blue of a spotless, warm sky
my trunk would support a weary man walking by.

04/06/2024

white is the wall
that looms so tall.
white is the light
that shines so bright.
white is the pad
because I am mad.

gray are the bars
the window mars.
gray are the suits
to match the boots.
gray you can find
shrouding my mind.

black is the floor
that leads to the door.
black is the chair
without any flair.
black is the thought
that keeps me distraught.

04/06/2024

Why am I so lonely?
Why am I so blue?
Why am I not wanted
by anyone-especially by you?

Am I not your daughter,
your flesh and blood so true
or am I just a product-
a mistake between you two?

Do I not deserve the love.
a hug, a kiss, a prayer
or is it really true
that mothers need not care?