Why. – March 18, 2019

They didn’t let me stay,  but I didn’t ask. They told me to hug her,  but I hesitated. They told me it was time to go,  but I didn’t know where. They told me she died,  But I didn’t let myself feel anything. They had a funeral,  But I didn’t cry. They stopped talking about … Continue reading Why. – March 18, 2019

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

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

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 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

A New Day – March 3, 2019

The smell of the Earth brewing, Under the dead grass. Muddy snow, cracked ice. Fresh with the scent of dirt, laden with winter's toll. Promising to continue the cycle. Birds chirping, hidden in a haze from the melt. Again, we awaken with hope. Wet and soppy, shivering afresh. Reborn as the Earth emerges, alive. The … Continue reading A New Day – March 3, 2019

A Familiar Tap – January 11, 2018

The ebb and flow of where I live, Has taken its toll. Just when I have wrapped it up, and ready to throw it away. I feel the familiar tap on my shoulder. It’s on repeat, I understand. It’s there to remind me. Give me strength to forgive, move forward, accept what’s happened, and cry.

Shuffle – February 16, 2018

I shuffle through the memories of my past. As the pages turn, the smell in the air is ripe and bold. Heavy with the scent of her. I feel my heart thumping, The tears start to roll. Cannot get back what I once had, I want it so bad. He sees me suffering, or does … Continue reading Shuffle – February 16, 2018