It's comfy here, where I like to be. I don’t invite many people. I fear they wouldn’t come.
Tag: motherless daughter
Grief’s Praise – March 17, 2019
Mom, you were my home. Your arms, your eyes, your voice. I loved home.
Flood – March 21, 2019
The water lurches onto the land, Suffocating everything it covers. A blanket of beauty, twinkling as the sun bounces it’s rays, shimmering along it’s path. Underneath this mysterious enigma, it shields the unknown and invisible. The constant movement, flowing to nowhere. Just keeps going, And moving, And smothering under the blanket of beauty, always glistening. … Continue reading Flood – March 21, 2019
The Yin to My Yang – March 20, 2019
I loved that life. I hated what came after. Now I'm in-between trying to find my way.
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
Circles – April 3, 2018
Running round in circles, never crossing my own path. Not learning from my mistakes, nor my successes. Maybe not the best path.
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
Life’s Too Short – March 17, 2019
The pain I carry leaks into everything I touch, I want to quit. Feel the free breeze against my face. Cool the heated thoughts in my head. I know life is too short to let it keep dragging me down. Stand up, walk out, and be free.
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
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
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
Tethered – August 12, 2018
Sometimes I wish the option to just walk away was possible - Tethered.
Breathless – December 20, 2018
Glub, glub. Searching for air. The tiniest speck will suffice. Just a sip, a taste of life for another moment.
Stuck – March 16, 2018
It hurts, that you’re not strong enough. It hurts, that you can’t let yourself. My heart needs to heal, and I keep falling back. Back to the place where I need you. I fight the urge to be my own person, I struggle pulling away. I am so stuck to you, it’s hard to release … Continue reading Stuck – March 16, 2018
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.
