The early summer hoursbring back childhood patterns.Following the morning moon acrossthe sky as I travel from road toroad, I smile and count the craters.In my contentment, I embrace thisstate of peace fully. Right now,it’s just me, my thoughts, my music,and the moon. Real life doesn’t existoutside this existence, not right nowanyway.
Category Archives: Poem
Years Without A Word
March 31, 2023 at 10:54 PMI haven’t written a word in a poem from inspiration in years. Life swept me away and off went my creativity. Four walls in large rooms and small rooms held my body still from seeing the beauty I once wrote in my poems. I haven’t worked on poetry. I readContinue reading “Years Without A Word”
Postcards
Your postcards now hangin my living room,I took two of them off the wallin your kitchen,moved them downthe roadwhere I seethe ocean whileI write this poem.The middle onewas by your bedsidewhen you died.I look at themand see allthe memories,all the summersI came hometo see youwhere I now callmy own.I carry your lovein your handwritingwith meContinue reading “Postcards”
Observations From A Quiet Morning
Listening to the birds singI drink my morning coffeeI will not finish.I wrestle my thoughtscalming them down the waya teacher tries to get1st graders attention“Shhhhh, if everyone speaksall at once, no one will be heard.”
On The Beach
People walkin the hazeI watchwith amazetheir abilityto remainstable wherethey cannotsee.They moveas if nothingspectactularis happeningin front ofthem, as ifthey coulddisappearand not beseen again.The body remainsgrounded toearth, the mindadjusts, normalizesthese unstabilizingmoments.
Spirals
In the summerthe spiralsof my minddrift differently.They lingerlonger –causingthe hazeto steadyinstead ofdissipate.I wanderthroughoutthe busynessof the seasonremaining withmy mouth atthe surfacemy bodyunderneaththe waves.
Here Is Where I Am Grateful
I listen to loons singwatch an eagle fly overheadremind myself to feel the airleave my lungsslow down for the momentits so easy to get lostin the busyness of the seasonso much going on time slipsthrough the crackswhile I’m not lookingbut here is where I watchthe sky turn pinkand appreciate the breezeagainst my tanned skinhere isContinue reading “Here Is Where I Am Grateful”
Boats On The Water
I watch boats on the wateras the sun sets the waves causing unsteadinessthe heat of summer has comeleaving me wandering aroundmarveling at how the differenttemperatures make me feelchanges my mental landsapebringing light back intomy days after months ofdarkness I am remindedhow much I love the sunon my skin even whenI get burnedI mistake it forContinue reading “Boats On The Water”
Mirror
The evenings spent driving along the coast reminders of living my internal reality becomes a scapegoat when the waters become unstableI drive along finding peace within the colors in the east above the ocean the backdrop mirroring the sun saying goodnight I come back to myself when I escape for a bit I learn notContinue reading “Mirror”
Dreamscape
I wander through a crowd of people.The night is young, the band is alivewith the music they’re playing underthe stars. Summer, the months in thenorthern hemisphere where the sun warmsthe earth, the light stays late as the daysdrift by in a blur, a hazy hot blur, where walking outside feels like stepping into awarm poolContinue reading “Dreamscape”
Kelly Severseike 