I hold my breath Until these temples begin to throb Floating on the surface Right in front of you
Tag: writings
Quiescence – April 25, 2021
Afraid of an arrow That’s buzzed through my hair In fact It took some with it But I’m still here
Cyclical Midwest – March 15, 2021
The geese Gurgling crisply above Ice tapping at the window As the Snow tucks me in Just in time to cover the popping spring But still The smell is glorious When I poke my nose Out the front door It should be gone By the morrow
March 2, 2021
Borrowed from the seeds planted~The Hope tomorrow will find me~In a better way.
Oracle – March 10, 2021
It seems so simple So pure • I do not need anything From anybody • Holding it right here In front of me • Waiting Blistering • Until I look down And take it
Great Mother – February 1, 2021
Stretching beyond bare branches And icicle tips Tunneling with breezes Flying down Snow winged streets Under her breath Whistling a tune Flanking sanity And trying to hold on
February 15, 2021
I don’t bring many people here, I feel safer talking to myself. I’ve provided the padded room to let go. And I’m letting go...
Biography – February 5, 2021
It will always be My dirty little secret The thing I’ve kept Inside All built up On the utmost Negligent Pride
The Sadness Seeps – February 5, 2021
The sun brings no light And the darkness Surges ~~~ A halo of dense fog Handcuffing My thoughts ~~~ The quiet stench Predestined To make. Things. Run. Keep running…
Only a Soul – February 13, 2021
Alone A single Something Floating Crisp and chilled Persuaded by the wind Which way ~ Holding on And Dying slowly Because It’s not dead yet Looking miles upon miles Down the road Until it all turns to nothing ~ The most alone It will ever feel Is freeing And tempting Taking in All the frosty … Continue reading Only a Soul – February 13, 2021
Limbo – February 12, 2021
Screaming does no good Smiling doesn’t either Waiting for someone to notice Wastes ~ I think ~ The most time So here I am And there you are
Empathic – February 5, 2021
~~~ I do not know No I do not know your pain I feel it close to my heart But I do not know your pain ~~~ I’ve felt Shrill sheets of energy Shredding through my being ~~~ Back and forth Back and forth ~~~ Until I couldn’t anymore ~~~ I do not know your … Continue reading Empathic – February 5, 2021
February 5, 2021
Dainty and small This world swallows me all Rocked gently to sleep A porcelain doll
Talking to you…2/9/21
PARTS AND PIECES The Call That night rolled around in my head like one of those marble maze games for many years clinking up against dead ends and weaving its way through my everyday experiences. Should this even be a secret? Well, it’s not anymore. My flashback always begins at the Study Center on campus. I … Continue reading Talking to you…2/9/21
A Thought to Think on – January 19, 2021
Sitting here watching the minute snow droplets scatter to the ground. Rising up with a sense of fog yet duty. I believe in this human race, I believe in the children’s future. Turned around and shaken, I believe there will be a moment this divide is so great all we can do is let go.
Remnant – June 8, 2020
She took What I deserved and Painted me in mud the dried up dress I wear today Pulled tight And cracked at the seams
January 1, 2021
The light is going It’s almost gone The snow clings to branches Holding Holding on
Wallflower – December 30, 2020
I’ve cried before Wept through tears Touching the center of the earth Where she wails with me I feel her shiver Unparalleled Screaming up With no voice Sputtering as softly as a gasp Never anyone Close enough to hear Adept and Hard at work I know They’ll never hear me
Talking to you…12/27/20
PARTS AND PIECES Sewing Stockings So, I sew. Kind of, sort of. I dabble. It’s like this. My mom taught me how to thread the machine, and sew a pillow. It was fun and I liked it. I made so many pillows. I probably learned to do this (I’m guessing) when I was around 8 … Continue reading Talking to you…12/27/20
Turbulent – November 23, 2020
Static and messy A grayed out Fuzz ~~~ Dancing With a call To the wild Heart ~~~ Bleeding Crashing Tossing and rolling ~~~ Luring Into the tepid depths Of our quell ~~~ Searching for What was once a Mutual affinity
