The winter cold comes in through the unseen cracks in the wall. I bundle up in sweaters and blankets, keep the blinds down,and listen to the wind wailing away all afternoon.These cold days happen unexpectedly, I learn to livearound what I cannot control.The more I am here, the less shocked I becomewaking up to aContinue reading “Unseen Cracks”
Category Archives: Poem
The Candle
The light flickers and reflectsin the soft brown wood as rain sprinkles down outside.Disappointment isanother word for regret.I look up and down, side to sidetrying to focus onthis book I’m currently reading.Spurts of focus is the bestway to describe my lack of concentration.I have it,it’s just not as long as I like it.Water slides downContinue reading “The Candle”
Space For Me
My stuff is scattered around this house.It looks out of place, like I’m trying to livein a space not molded around me.I have too many clothes to fitinto three small drawers.The tea I drink sits on the counterin a mixed-matched pile I haven’t organized.Coffee cups are upright on another counterbecause I have forgotten which cabinetIContinue reading “Space For Me”
First Hour
The first hour of my day is quiet.I take my medication and wait.Sometimes I fall back asleep.Sometimes I’m left with my own thoughts.I reflect on what I dreamed, how well I slept,what I want to write.I’ve learned to leave my phoneon my nightstand.I notice the light in my room,how my muscles feel.I move from oneContinue reading “First Hour”
First Snow
Snow falls over the coast asit moves along the ocean at aglacial pace.I stay inside all day under piles ofold blankets, trying to stay warm.A new place with different snow,two months later than usualthanks to the warmer climate.I appreciated the extended timenot worrying about the snow.Many stores are closed, first stormlike this in the years,Continue reading “First Snow”
Bigger Picture
The best years begin on a Monday.There’s something aboutthe possibilities ofthe ways we move through timeleave me breathless.How these moments passbefore we realize how preciousthey were when we were in them. We were too busyfocused on meaningless details to appreciatethe bigger picture.
Christmas Endings
It’s been a year of change, challenges, and triumphs.Little things build over time to lead to new, scary,and beautiful lives. I write these words at the end of the day, the last postOf this year, feeling more grateful than I haveEver felt.Knowing how I got here has been a big part of theseLast few months,Continue reading “Christmas Endings”
I Think I Like This Little Life
Saturday morninga blank slate of a dayI closed my doormusic in my earshappy to explorewith no errands to runor people to seeI felt the freedom ofno expectations on mejust a human, just a womanadmiring the beauty surrounding mesalt air in my lungs, sun in my eyesas I write this poem in my notebooksitting on aContinue reading “I Think I Like This Little Life”
blue-colored night
the welcoming of winterbegins with a firework showwe watch from a balcony and marvel at the lightshooting across the skythe sound hits usrippling inland throughthe blue-colored nightbeing eye level withthe spectacle is an incrediblesight the glittery ones feelcloser like I could reachout my fingers and graba little magic lit from belowthe green and red linesbringContinue reading “blue-colored night”
Month 12
On the 1st of December,I walked by the seaand came home sweatingunder my coat.Tonight, as I writethis poem, rain poursoutside. Its poundingon my window. I’m cozyunder my blankets withthe heating pad onmy back and fuzzy sockswarming my toes.It’s been a week filledwith both good and bad,feeling really thankfulheading into the lastmonth of this life-changing year.
Kelly Severseike 