She tugs at the shore, leaving bits of herself behind to soak into the sand, while collecting small treasures to horde beneath her waves. Salt mingles with the breeze that lifts her up and draws her back, carrying the roaring din of the songs she sings while making her way. Light paints her hair with … Continue reading Untouched
Waiting Up
They told me he’d come, if I’d only hold on. He’d fly to my window and we’d both be gone. The sun would rise on our forms in the sky, The girl who caught the hero’s eye. But I’m still alone, no sign of his cape. Is the “S” meant for “super”, or “Sorry I'm … Continue reading Waiting Up
Working Title.
Faded edges around pink petals, Hard lines on a gray trunk, glittering skies in blues and whites. Roots strong as the setting sun. I’m alive and here, Before the world, Standing tall for all to see And never afraid of the falling leaves. Seasons change, Smiles fade, But the cycle brings them back to me.
Thoughts on Grandiose Dreams
We are always being told To have enormous dreams- though the endings to these fairy tales are rarely within reach. And when kids are left behind, they just "didn't give enough." Where everyone must be a star, the moons are giving up. But I’ve always been a fan of the softer glowing lights- I’ve always … Continue reading Thoughts on Grandiose Dreams
Come Down on Me
Come down on me, Like rain from the thunder clouds- Covering my sorrowed skin, Dripping from my gilded shrouds. Come down on me, Cleanse away my burning doubts- Extinguishing the flames of fear, Fueled by years of long-fought droughts. Come down on me, Clear the fog within my eyes. These cuffs that locked me in … Continue reading Come Down on Me
2000 Miles Away – Venting
Was it that easy? You came in with a promise to be hers, always. How can you be hers From 2000 miles away? Insisting, you do, That she’ll be fine without you. You’re there through a call. But you can’t hold her over the phone while tears fall, When she feels alone, Asking when dad’s … Continue reading 2000 Miles Away – Venting
A Haiku – 3
In visions of change, While trapped beneath a burden, are dreams spun to goals.
A Haiku – 2 (On HCA’s “Little Match Girl”)
Snow-flaked lashes gaze, Matches burnt in a child’s hands- Peace on frozen lips.
A Square Mile Town
The morning was clouded, sun still yawning and eager for his morning cup of coffee. Four of us ventured outside, aching for adventure and desperate for something more than a trailer too small for a family of 6. We didn’t skip or hold hands, just existed beside each other in a knowing way. The air … Continue reading A Square Mile Town
A Haiku – 1
Eyes gently open, As the dawn consumes her face. Good morning, beauty.
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