Snow used to causeso much anxiety in my body.I could never appreciate the beauty of January snow,all I focused on the harmit could bring to me.Now I pause to admirethe quiet of a morningwith the snow falling.The years have taught meto trust myself traveling.Roads will be clearedin time to venture out.Drive slow on snowy roadsIContinue reading “January Snow”
Category Archives: Prose
So It Goes
By the wateralong the roadI follow my stepsor so it goes.The little thingspass the timetry to findmagic in the ordinary sanity in the chaos. I find the magic but questions left unanswered for I cannot seethe full picture yet I remain steadyfor all I can control isme, myself, and Isomehow I have sanityout of theContinue reading “So It Goes”
Dial
Changing the dial on the stories we tell ourselves. Choosing positivity over spiraling. Embracing exhaustionwhen sleep doesn’t come, thankful for warmth of our bodies. Sometimes the mindchooses to race, let it run for eventually it will circle back around.
Sea Foam
The bubbling sound of the sea lingers in the below-freezing air as it hits the rocks covered in a light dusting of morning snow. It reminds me of soda. Winter. The changing of weather patterns makes my body repel from outside activity but I seek out the sea regardless for its beauty and mystery compelsContinue reading “Sea Foam”
POV
For Patti Smith Your work opened doorsin my mind I hadn’t seen before.The gratitude your wordsgave me to make sense ofwhat being an artist iswill forever be ingrainedin my thought process.For it gave me a placeto put my feelings instead of holding the weight,I write, and let it go.
First Snow
The beginning of a new erasnow has quietly graced uswith its ever loving presence.I admire the flakes fallingwhile taking the timethe following day todig out my car fromthe blanket it left behind.At sunset, I see throughthe leaveless treesas we drive I admirethe change that brought usback to the end ofthe year in preparationfor the next.
In Motion
The cycles of life -trees lose their leavesthe sun sets mid-afternoonlaundry needs to be cleaneda poem is written within minutesenjoy the moment even whenit’s a mundane taskappreciate the beauty inthe bare treescatch the sunsetif you’re facing eastat 4 PM
Calm
Winter arrived earlyIn mid-NovemberAn abrupt breakin the atmosphere marking the end of autumnand the start of winterwithout warningwe brace of the wavesthere’s a sense of calmthat comes fromthe surprise of seasonsbefore they’re meantto happen.
Lovely Days
To a sea coast town in mid-November quiet streets summer touristsa distant memory Christmas lights strung on treescold wind welcomesearly winter weather we wander through bookstores and gift shopshave tea at a coffee shopsmall pumpkins on window sillslooking out at a low-tide harbor boats above puddles of wet sandheart in my matchaI appreciate these lovelyContinue reading “Lovely Days”
Pay Attention
I spiral out I spiral backthe thought patternsslowly fade the moreI pay attentionnaming what islets go of the gravity ofmy fickle imagination I look up I look outappreciating the colors aboveuntil they blanketthe ground
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