Sitting and breaking Ice cracking Slipping into the melt Searching for a balance In this flooded space ~~~ Looking up To see this contorting face Observing the reflection Of each relentless heartache The leftovers as they Trickle down ~~~ Standing between the open air I want so desperately to sip And an honesty, I’ve kept … Continue reading Crying Alone – November 26, 2019
Tag: grief
Blueberry Sky – December 3, 2019
It is so hard To breathe her name The plastic covers my lips Pulling the oxygen from the air No reward, just stillness Lost in everyday minutes The mundaness of days And years, so many years Collapsed into decades My mind is fading Shuffling the outside down Her attenuation Is breaking into A shrill volt … Continue reading Blueberry Sky – December 3, 2019
Thirty-Two – December 5, 2019
I am not the fragile snowflake That melts upon contact With something slightly above Thirty-two I am the intricate weaving Under closer inspection A piece of life that regurgitates beauty In every aspect of its being Misunderstood or commended For the strength held within I will be seen By those who are looking I am … Continue reading Thirty-Two – December 5, 2019
Talking to you…12/5/19
Here’s another little ditty I came across. I will never stop learning, that’s one thing I know for sure. Oh, the things I write down when no ones looking. Hope it makes you chuckle a little too... “I’m all for a positive attitude, but it doesn’t work to mask shitty feelings. You have to let … Continue reading Talking to you…12/5/19
Talking to you…parts and pieces 12/4/19
I was looking back through some of my older writings, as one should do from time to time. I do this to see where I was, and how far I’ve come (or haven’t). I found this single blurb, written over a year ago, and I am really feeling the truth of it today. So I … Continue reading Talking to you…parts and pieces 12/4/19
Naked – December 3, 2019
My memories Are like flashbacks So vivid I can smell the day surrounding us And when I come to I’m left standing Naked In the middle of the street
Last – November 19, 2019
I just stopped Long enough to notice The last Of the last Holding on Against all odds To let go And feel the freedom Of the breeze
Quicksand – November 22, 2019
I pull the weight Hand over hand To get to you Slung over my shoulder Curled toward the ground I lean in to my own strength The tips of my fingers pulsing The pressure of the rope Strangling any kind of purpose Used to move forward Feet and hands, hands and feet Scurrying, grasping and … Continue reading Quicksand – November 22, 2019
October 10, 2019
Are You Somewhere?
My Tiny Window – November 22, 2019
Laying atop, sinking in To these soft covers Velvety fur caresses my skin Watching the world Stand still. A dark thump Hits hard and falls. The nothingness That stands in its way Reflecting light Bouncing Shapes That define something That is never Really There. How many looking glasses Stand in our way Of moving forward … Continue reading My Tiny Window – November 22, 2019
Step Away – October 2, 2019
Your unconcern Wrapped me in twine. I could not move For so long I stood there Waiting Right next to you Wasting the time I’d been given Too stupefied To take that step Away. On this boat Afraid to sink Thinking... Jumping I would surely drown.
Adrift – October 12, 2019
I’ve laced my words with yearning, I feel it so clearly. You refuse to see, As we set ourselves adrift.
I Bob – November 14, 2019
You take me there Right where I want to be A safety net pulled tight Luring me in from the depths Of where I live Still sinking Or am I bobbing Days changing motion At the curve of each curl Twisting between my fingers Never Letting go But moving on to the next The release … Continue reading I Bob – November 14, 2019
I’ll Always Be Stronger – November 15, 2019
My waves crash upon your shore With a beating You will not survive. You must run from me, And never look back. Take what you have left, Or this sweet surrender Will tear you down Leaving behind shreds of your being Scattered in my sand. Unrecognizable, To my heart. It’s up to you, But I’ll … Continue reading I’ll Always Be Stronger – November 15, 2019
Mornings With You – October 9, 2019
Where does the warm water run, When I can feel the chill of your edge. The ups and downs Of where you take me Is bordering on Insanity. I feel the room, And you are here Beating a drum in my head. Over again, It’s so loud We both want to scream. And rid the … Continue reading Mornings With You – October 9, 2019
Talking to you…11/15/19
From my discovery of the song, Falling Slowly, I came across the movie “Once”. It’s a love story that is completely ordinary, but out of this world at the same time. Life can feel so mundane unless you choose to see the beauty in the little things even if they only last for a brief … Continue reading Talking to you…11/15/19
Constant Hum – November 10, 2019
Photo by Ari Words step in front of me A distraction The constant hum Silenced in the movement of life To be forgotten Slightly Just enough To know there was once something there.
Nothing Is, As It Seems – November 3, 2019
Sketch by my daughter, she felt more comfortable with a different piece, so here it is. A sincere thank you to those of you who took the time to share your unique perspectives with her on being an artist. I hope you enjoy the poem in it's entirety. What do you think about the concept … Continue reading Nothing Is, As It Seems – November 3, 2019
Nothing Part 1 – November 3, 2019
Nothing Flatlines Because it’s no more Than nothing. Life ceases to roll To wrap around anything You tinker and you toy Playing with So much more Than What it is.
Nothing Part 2 – November 3, 2019
Sketch by my mother’s mother It could mean everything, It could mean the most important thing. How Then Is it Nothing?
DoRee MelNic 