Tag: grief

Distracted – May 8, 2020

Sitting here Again Watching the shadows Of things Dance on wood grained Palettes Merging And separating Reasoning Through questions My eyes rise To the crystal blue sky Everything exists As one Working together Connected at the hip Far fetched memories Touching Moving between While The present Beat Continues to Travel silently Around me

Presence – May 3, 2020

I want to sit by her grave soak in the sun And feel her warmth Put it’s arms around me I want to ride the wind Brushing the leaves from her name Running my fingers Down and around each letter ~~~ In my head Over and over again ~~~ I want to look over my … Continue reading Presence – May 3, 2020 →

Oblivious – April 30, 2020

Don’t go Don’t drift away Stay ~~~ It’s been too long Far, far too long ~~~ Would it have mattered The innocence it took The ugliness it planted ~~~ To have screen shots stuck In my head ~~~ Of the things I’ve seen Things I’ve witnessed ~~~ Long before I knew where it would end … Continue reading Oblivious – April 30, 2020 →

Talking to you…raindrops 4/30/20

I opened my front door the other day. It was raining. Each drip looked as if it stung the cement landing quickly and bouncing sharply upward breaking into pieces. I stood there for awhile watching. I listened and I smelled. There was absolutely nothing unordinary or special, to make this memory stick. The air didn’t … Continue reading Talking to you…raindrops 4/30/20 →

Mom Always Told Me – April, 25, 2020

Scared of the fury That lies tucked in Escaping Stale juices I teeter and totter Never aware Bound to pounce Leaking and merging Into limbo Passing On and on and on Feverishly Panting The covers tossed Across the room Landing Scattered and Messy But Still there Under-lying-ly knowing You have to Make the bed

Blow Me Gently – April 24, 2020

Drifting softly My seeds will disperse Look for me Scattered Amongst the grass blades And in your hair Floating Floating As the wind catches a drift Cradled On your shoulder You are my world And the world Goes on But I’ll hold you dearly As you blow me gently

Divided We All Must Stand Together – April 18, 2020

Twirl your finger Up, up and away Flicking it over here Or maybe over there Back and forth This then that You can't be wrong When you're always right Speak out Both sides of your mouth Listen to me Listen to them Enough. Lower your voice With a finger Pointing trite-ly in your face Shouting … Continue reading Divided We All Must Stand Together – April 18, 2020 →

Those Who Surround Us – August 13, 2019

Underneath it all There is a simplicity to me You’ve forgotten. ~~~ Lost somewhere In the wrappings of time. Love, sweet love. ~~~ Conversations stirred, Thought about, And payed attention to. ~~~ An outward feeling, projected in Which rests solely in the hands of those We choose to surround ourselves with

The Voice in my Head – April 10, 2020

The run off Disregarded Obsolete Frantic Heart racing Borderline Losing their shit Trying to understand The reason why It’s not that simple Deeper than we thought Gross Molding Fermenting Gurgling up And out Sicker to my stomach Than I’ve ever been Doing and doing The words are all lost Sprinkled And fallen Brought nowhere Until … Continue reading The Voice in my Head – April 10, 2020 →

Talking to you…4/14/20

PARTS AND PIECES Tree Hammock I remember it was cold, burning cold. There might have been snow on the ground. The wind was blowing, I can still feel the sting against my cheeks. Over the years the picture has faded, but the feelings have remained. Finding shelter was my first priority. As a child my … Continue reading Talking to you…4/14/20 →

Cocooned – March 14, 2020

This landscape has changed I look out my window And everything is the same It’s all wrapped around my head Choking the life I hold so dear Suffocating The beauty That I once saw I’m blinded By all this madness And just want to crawl beneath my covers Suck in the air Breathed out in … Continue reading Cocooned – March 14, 2020 →

Talking to you…water 4/9/20

I hope you don’t mind, Charlypriest... This feels like a story, an intense affair with crying. It was awhile ago, and birthed in the comments back and forth between the two of us...strangers and it meant nothing...but seems to be so much more. I couldn’t let it go. A song was shared: Addict With a … Continue reading Talking to you…water 4/9/20 →

Rhetorical Past – January 29, 2020

What if... Pictures were never hung Because they knew They’d have to be taken down ~~~ What if... closets were cleaned out Only to make room for another ~~~ What if... Tears were hidden Out of kindness To protect the ones you love most ~~~ What if... Words were never shared And years were lost … Continue reading Rhetorical Past – January 29, 2020 →