Credit: James Webb Space Telescope Hello, after a long pause…I haven’t quit writing. I just needed a break for a bit. A project is brewing (it seems like it’s on the other side of the world), and has been my focus as of late. I hope the two worlds collide someday, but I’m just not … Continue reading Talking to you…7/27/22
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Talking to you…Not alone, even if just for a moment 8/26/19
Hey, uhhhh hi. I'm kinda stumped for words, which I thought was utterly impossible. But it happened. Back to back things happened, and I'm stumbling. Interestingly enough, it's not a rare occurrence, it's happened on several occasions since I started this journey. But it still throws me for a loop. Sits me down, and takes … Continue reading Talking to you…Not alone, even if just for a moment 8/26/19
Observant- August 12, 2019
My eyes paint a tinged picture of what I see. My heart beats a murmured song of what I know. My hands crumple the very thing I long for. My mouth stammers, as I watch the chance pass by. All the while, my ears are taking everything in.
My Reverie – June 13, 2019
The sky’s exhale takes flight, I’m drawn Beneath its branches. The law of Attraction is simple. The inexplicable Beauty of The trees breathing in the breeze. A gift of life in motion So pure, unaltered to the naked eye. Praised by The attention Of those who see. Just as it’s supposed to be, I want … Continue reading My Reverie – June 13, 2019
Searching – July 10, 2019
My head has been pointed toward the skies lately. In awe of something bigger than all of us. Where do you look when you're searching?
Traverse – June 8, 2019
The edge Traversed Is narrow. The wind blows at your back, Pushing you forward. Vacillating, You obey. Disillusioned At the audacity Used In front of your face. You could jump Ending the fear. All things. Instead, you continue To be pushed Along the edge. Not strong enough To wear your thoughts On your sleeve. As … Continue reading Traverse – June 8, 2019
Spinning Tunnel – June 5, 2019
Untamed, tunnel spinning. The fairgrounds of grief. Dark And lonely. The murmurs coming from The end, calling us To the opening Across the way. The path unkind, So close. Arms stretched out Never quite there. Finger tips scratching The surface, Always present Slipping and clawing for traction. Shouting out silently For everyone to hear. The … Continue reading Spinning Tunnel – June 5, 2019
Star Love – May 20, 2019
When I think of you I’m rocketed to the stars! Your love encircles me, And sets me down gently when I need to be. ~~~ I’m afraid The girl you once new Has faded slightly, But the embers still burn brightly. ~~~ I’m searching And I’ll never stop. I hope that part, Is the one … Continue reading Star Love – May 20, 2019
Green – April 19, 2019
Put up a pattern Label it green Feel the life moving, It’s ever so serene.
Antiquity – May 23, 2019
Through the crinkles of time These telling cracks Hold my body Together. With all it’s wear and tear The beauty within Exudes. I stand up tall, Claim my place, Here In this tick of the clock. ***This poem was Inspired by a beautiful vase from The Alchemist's Studio
Soul Catcher – May 18, 2019
Within a heartbeat, They meet. Survival of the fittest. Drawing in the who, Soul crosses body. Is it in the atmosphere, Or the garden we lay? How do we become, You or I? The love we’re given? The hate we reap? Decisions made Before allowance To understand A path chosen A choice passed by Blink … Continue reading Soul Catcher – May 18, 2019
The Clouds! 5/10/19
Let me live amongst the clouds. Airy and light, Everything has to be right.
A concept – May 7, 2019
What if I were to tell you, Life is one big perception. Would you believe me?
Fate – May 8, 2019
By the time You decide It’s too late. Universe, Please, don’t let that be my fate.
Pieces – March 28, 2019
The space between us swells. Until it bursts at the seams, And spills into a gazillion pieces.
Space and Time – April 2, 2019
As I motor through the realm of space and time, Gliding over the rolling hills of clouds, Inside the bluest brightest sky, Where the air is crisp, biting at my cheeks, Is she up here? Will I see her bicycling by? As I sit and wait for her grand appearance, My mind is a vessel … Continue reading Space and Time – April 2, 2019
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