The remnants of winter Linger in the cooler spring mornings With grey skies, layers of clouds Becoming lost in my own thoughts How delicate today is And tomorrow, never given ~ The days are only numbered if you count
Tag: grief
Things Matter – April 4, 2022
The shadow of things Floating over my head Making time So fragile Every blink Something has passed So scared to miss All of these things ~ I’m missing All of these things
Flush – April 11, 2022
I want you to hear me You are amazing I didn’t even know it When you landed in my lap I was and am the broken one But a single person can only contain so much And I live in constant fear You are going to notice To realize Truly I am no better Than … Continue reading Flush – April 11, 2022
Talking to you…Searching for the Ladybugs 3/6/24
Dedication page: Many Greetings, Many Faces For the past year-ish, I have been sharing very sparingly what I write because, well to be honest, I think it’s crap. I am not being honest with myself, and I feel it in every word that I force out on the paper. I have recoiled a bit into … Continue reading Talking to you…Searching for the Ladybugs 3/6/24
September 2, 2021
Sometimes I try and lose myself…
March 1, 2024
I miss those days All of them.
Devotion – February 16, 2024
It lives in my chest The pit of my stomach The corner of my eyes ~ I have always felt…alone ~ A cradle Where I wake And where I fall asleep
Roll Away – January 24, 2024
I saw a glimmer, I saw a shine You visited me And sat for a second Until you decided, to roll away You visited me On my cheek Until you decided To roll away~
Brevity – January 2, 2024
A glimpse out the glass door One leaf was up on it’s edge doing cartwheels across the frozen tundra It had a bounce to it’s step While the buttery morning light illuminated it’s glory Losing my mind in the time it took to go it’s path Laying motionless in the short winter grass Traveling with … Continue reading Brevity – January 2, 2024
Talking to you…December 30, 2023
Happy 72nd birthday mom (pretty sure, yes, 72). I guess I have been thinking about you on your birthday for the past few years…it’s felt good to remember. As good as it can feel. The tears still come, and all too often, I love you. ~~~ Talking to you…Today 12/30/2019 Today is my mom’s 67th … Continue reading Talking to you…December 30, 2023
Hole • March 17, 2021
This hole is so little, It’s so dark It’s as if a needle pierced the surface
The Garland Effect – May 22, 2022
I see all you birds Doing your thing Why oh why Can’t i…
December 1, 2023
Through the blinds My eyes blurr Back at it again So soon
Stripped Down – January 19, 2023
The light twinkles In a reflection Of all the things I have been and want to be It’s lonely looking out the door Once you’ve decided to leave Walking over the ashes Of everything that stood in the way Spitting and thrashing Hating it all Really hating it all Pounding Always in the same spot … Continue reading Stripped Down – January 19, 2023
Let it Go Off on a Breeze – January 5, 2023
The hush of grief Can be found in the sorrow The dichotomy Of a loneliness Everybody touches Waiting in-between moments To be recognized Remembered The little things dropping away Melting into feelings Resurfacing Where everything dances I mean absolutely everything When I start to see it… I open my eyes And Let it go off … Continue reading Let it Go Off on a Breeze – January 5, 2023
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
Breaker – June 14, 2020
At night When the clouds surf Low I’ll be sure to remember Just How much I don’t know...
Talking to you…6/13/20
PARTS AND PIECES The Red Dodge I had to be four, because my mom picked me up from preschool that day. I remember the building: hot paper, glue, ink, and the bold scent of must. My classroom was in the basement of the town’s Parks and Rec center. Other than the smells, I only remember … Continue reading Talking to you…6/13/20
Unnamed – May 19, 2020
The unbalanced begins to creep in Something I cannot fix Looms On that cloud Outside my window Tried a million ways to Let it go...
Broken – June 10, 2020
You’re right It all stems from my mom dying Every single moment of each day I cannot escape this fact Things stare me down My mom died This is who I am My mom died I have always been My mom died ~~~ I guess it’s fair to say I am only Just now Letting … Continue reading Broken – June 10, 2020