Back and Forth – March 17, 2019

There are times out of nowhere I can’t catch my breath. She squeezes with all her might, And tugs at my bleeding heart. I can’t think straight. Mind frozen in the past, or is it the future that makes me sob? So hard the tears flood my cheeks turn into rivers. I can’t see past … Continue reading Back and Forth – March 17, 2019 →

Rolling Down – November 16, 2017

Rolling down my face. A little lighter with each tear, A puddle on the floor, or wiped away. This road I’m walking was never my choice. It took so long, So many days of pushing away, pushing back, pushing through. I am here now. Hear my voice. See my pain. Stop. Was this my choice? … Continue reading Rolling Down – November 16, 2017 →

Branches – January 12, 2018

The quiet stirs. The sad seeps in. The anger is not far behind. Now, I catch myself. I shuffle through my pocket of happy, Hoping, to quickly find a thought. Clear a new path to wander. The cycle continues, Until my path resembles the branches of a tree. Thankful for the choices it's many directions … Continue reading Branches – January 12, 2018 →

Her King – March 16, 2019

To my brave sweet soul. The depths of my heart ache for you. Your eyes tell a story longer than you’ve lived. Piercing through the rays of light straight into my belly. Those big brown beauties swell with pain. As they flush your sorrows back into the earth. Where delicate blossoms now surround your feet. … Continue reading Her King – March 16, 2019 →

Pity Me – March 13, 2019

Pity me. Don’t pity me. That look in your eye tells me a story. Who you are, but not what you want to be. Open your mouth and live. Pity me. Don’t pity me. The energy you send is sharp, But full of want. Pity me. Don’t pity me. I have to look away. Moving … Continue reading Pity Me – March 13, 2019 →

Talking to you…Tuesday 3/12/19

For those not acquainted with the womanly side of puberty...this may get a little awkward for you. But, it's ok! I made it through, and so can you! I'm just going to dive right in, I got my first period a month after my mom died (blush), and my dad did the only thing he … Continue reading Talking to you…Tuesday 3/12/19 →

Polite (In My Dreams) – March 10, 2019

I want to feel it, so badly. The lightness of life she lived. I want to breath it in my blood, and sweat it out my pours. She lived for that day, when she awoke it was all that mattered. The heaviness I carry, is a dull knife. What’s left is ragged and ugly. It’s … Continue reading Polite (In My Dreams) – March 10, 2019 →

For Her – March 9, 2019

As she Goes, self-doubt on high, My chest puffs out, for her. As she goes, feeling small, I sit up straight, for her. As she goes, carrying the weight on her shoulders, My arms extend toward the sky, for her. As she goes, and does not believe, My spirit dances around, for her. She will … Continue reading For Her – March 9, 2019 →

Distracted by Death – March 9, 2019

I'm scared to death, of death. Not my own. But for him, or for her, or her, or him. All of them live just a moment away. Each day, my heart tightens with fear. They leave on a bus, clinch. They leave in a car, wa-bam. They leave on an airplane, a bike , or … Continue reading Distracted by Death – March 9, 2019 →

Perfect Timing – March 7, 2019

Turn on the radio, with the twist of a key. There’s something about the destiny, the perfect timing of a song, playing just for you. The universe, or whatever you believe, speaks to you, only you, inside those three minutes. The feeling being so singular. An exhilarating tingle lights up your soul. As it pours … Continue reading Perfect Timing – March 7, 2019 →

The End, and Now Beginning – April 13, 2018

Disgrace. I am not, I did not. Forgive. Hard, but necessary. I always have. Conform. Yes, but no. You did what you did. You owe me no explanation. I don’t owe you one either. I’m pulling myself out of the rut I’ve dug. I said it out loud. I am proud, I am brave, I … Continue reading The End, and Now Beginning – April 13, 2018 →

Talking to you…Thursday 3/7/19

Bringing a little personal into this blog, as if my poems weren't personal enough. Big over exaggerated eye roll, as a deep HUH escapes my belly! If you have stumbled across my blog, you probably can guess these three things about me. Someone special to me passed away, I love nature, and children's poems make … Continue reading Talking to you…Thursday 3/7/19 →

The Reed – September 28, 2018

Strong and firm. Roots stretching deep into the dark, rich soil. Always feeling the weight of the world, Consumed with the swirling breath of air wrapped up around them. Tossed and twisted to other’s pleasure. The Reeds are whipped endlessly. They battle, time and time again, to stand up tall. The whirlwind synchronizes their dance, … Continue reading The Reed – September 28, 2018 →

The Poker Hand – February 19, 2018

You both were dealt the worst hand in the world. Four different suits.  Colors across the board. Not a single pair, and you didn’t throw in. You played the hand, discarding all but one in hopes the flop would be kinder. Looking for pairs, a three of a kind, at the mercy of the stack … Continue reading The Poker Hand – February 19, 2018 →

It’s Ok – February 9, 2018

I just want you to know... It’s ok, to cry out loud. It’s ok, to yell and get angry. It’s ok, to not want to. It’s ok, to remember. It’s ok, to speak their name. It’s ok, to ask questions. It’s ok, to be happy and smile. It’s ok, to just be. It’s ok, to … Continue reading It’s Ok – February 9, 2018 →

Mom – January 31, 2018

I think of you when the wind blows and ruffles the grasses. That is very often. Memories fade over time, But the feeling of you has always remained. Warm, kind, caring, my protector.  This, I’m grateful for. Many days and nights, I’ve longed for you. Wished you could share my joys, love me through my … Continue reading Mom – January 31, 2018 →