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”
Category Archives: Poetry
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.
by the sea
I hear the wind before it hits me, after a day of rain it comes in strong shaking the building I am in. I sigh as I lookout the window through the darkness, I sense it’s whispers, years of secrets I could never crack. Not my story to share.
Out of Focus
I watch the waves hit the shore distracted by my own thoughts playing on a loop in my brain. I breathe in the fresh air first time out today. I stopped by the ocean to appreciate the sun, relaxing way to spend a chilly Sunday in November.
Just Breathe
I write in coffee shops I space out, my mind exited to entertain some thoughts instead. The beauty of a Saturday with nothing to do but write and visit and catch up on my life. The days where life has less structure brings joy to remember the things I forget to do when I amContinue reading “Just Breathe”
a little poem filled with gratitude
I wasn’t a beach person. I hate sand, the feeling of it Between my toes is less than ideal. Being overheated and running out of Water while lounging was always my deal. Not choosing how long I was there Caused me to be restless. This was until I lived by a beach. Paying attention toContinue reading “a little poem filled with gratitude”
Kelly Severseike 