https://videopress.com/v/RhG5Frx1?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&autoPlay=true&controls=false&loop=true&preloadContent=metadata Inside of this hole I fell down Watching the smooth walls Shimmer by and by Waiting to hit bottom It never comes Moving Into the clouds They pass me by Tasting like cotton candy My eyes blinking closed I feel the vibrations Of love, left nowhere The tips of my toes Reaching For something … Continue reading Love, Left Nowhere – December 20, 2021
Category: Grief
January 22, 2022
The soft blues deepen As the earth takes on Distance unfolds I can’t reach you
Inside My Room – November 17, 2021
The covers tussled and left alone The remote can be found on the floor underneath the bed, I think. I can’t reach my lamp It has been pushed too far away The blinds are mostly shut Except for a few cracks in-between the folds I can hear the toilet running Day after day It’s the … Continue reading Inside My Room – November 17, 2021
Soloism – December 30, 2021
The warm tears Swell, before they break Leaving behind A cool stream Running down my face Hiding the remnants, behind The closed door Just feet away From all of life
Pieces of Forgiveness – December 22, 2021
Traipsing Inside the inklings Of time Picked up By the wanderers Who have nothing to forgive Because forgiveness itself Seems to be letting go Or so I’ve been told Inside the glimmers of light The sun will eventually Hand over the day To the moon Seemingly scattered These dreams I’ve had A million times Wandering … Continue reading Pieces of Forgiveness – December 22, 2021
December 15, 2021
I need a minute, it’s dark out there.
Collected Vapor – December 13, 2021
I forget sometimes How to disappear Letting go Of a lot more Than I hold Except for you I will never know How to let go Of you
Cuts Deep – November 29, 2021
I’m telling you And I know She was better than me But any mom Her heart would break If you called her by her name We worked too hard to bring you into this world For you to take us out Like that
November 28, 2021
Drowning it all out Pulling grass blades with the swipe of my nail Piled and Waiting for the wind to borrow them for awhile
Happiest Dream – November 15, 2021
We sat And we stared Across the street from her grave
Hollowed Out – November 20, 2021
I prayed And begged I promised And when I grasped to hold you There was nothing Empty I pushed it all away
Psych-ic-otic – November 5, 2021
I’ve seen things Coming around the corner These things would frighten anybody To unlock my mind Is the only way you’ll ever know I’m not sharing
Meet Me Where Our Eyes Connect – July 11, 2021
I’ve sat with it Torn it from my still beating heart Felt it slip through my finger tips And grabbed it by the hair Kicking and screaming It hurts so bad I can see the pain In other’s eyes Never returning the favor It’s there It will always be And I know I’m closer to … Continue reading Meet Me Where Our Eyes Connect – July 11, 2021
Interstellar – November 10, 2021
There was no distance And there was silence The worst kind Face to face
November 8, 2021
I want you to see how broken I am I’ve always been
Detritus – July 8, 2021
I am still here Paper thin Scrapping the bottom In a sea of daydreams Spent on things All sorts of things Never to replace You
C’est Moi – September 10, 2021
It’s how I see you Whole And kind With an outer shell That sometimes Keeps you from your own heart Blind And focused I see you For the person you are And have always been The little you So full of life And smiling The cracks That have been so carefully placed Shaping everything Loved … Continue reading C’est Moi – September 10, 2021
Wordless – October 13, 2021
Planets filled with stars Finding there way These eyes Floating Just as I imagine In the nighttime sky An ink drawing Coming to me in color So bright It burns And in the ashes I toss like freshly fallen leaves Turning to soot And then to you I open these eyes And stare right back
Talking to you…10/27/21
PARTS AND PIECES Sabbatical House There was this house we lived in, and it was the only house we lived in I always felt like a visitor. The sabbatical house, where nothing was really ours. The furry white rug I rolled around on, the oversized bean bags in the basement (I might have popped). The … Continue reading Talking to you…10/27/21
October 11, 2021
My feelings aren’t pretty I don’t paint them in straight lines ~Flying free~ Because otherwise I don’t know how to be