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”
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Carwash
Turkeys fly into the trees,wobbling on the branchesas they settle into the night.The nor’easter windskeep me up — sounds of childhoodgoing through the carwashrush through my mindas I hear water being slammedat the windows, except nothingis being cleaned.A never-ending carwashcontinues throughoutthe night, getting louderjust as I almostdrift into sleep.
One Week
I’m writing thisfrom a placeof clarity,the place I get to beone week a monthor 12 days if I’m lucky.The haze had cleared,the spirals have settled,I can pinpoint my feelingsand work through themin more balanced ways.I’m not swinging from oneemotional extreme to the other.I don’t take things as personally.The lens I look atmy life throughisn’t asContinue reading “One Week”
The Poem I Wrote Before I Cried
Written on 11/6/2024 at 11:19 PM Sadness hugs me like a warm blanketI don’t understand how I got hereAll day I’ve been wandering around thinking,Not again?! How is this happening??Someone asked me if I had a good day,I paused then lied and said yes because in that momentI realized I was in shock and couldn’tContinue reading “The Poem I Wrote Before I Cried”
Inner Child
Inner child Flower childLover of purple, pink, and daisesMay life never take away your innocence for finding joy in little thingsPositivity in most thingsAnd the desire to stop when seeing beautiful flowers and the colorful autumn leavesThere’s magic in your perspectiveI value it more the older I getI promise to admire the moon in allContinue reading “Inner Child”
See the leaves
IThere have been autumns where it flies by cause I am too busy focused on other things I regret not taking the moment before it was goneIII consciously go out of my way when I see the leaves changing to stopget out of my cartake a momenttake a photobe grateful for the beauty surrounding usContinue reading “See the leaves”
Christina’s World
I first saw Andrew Wyeth’s painting Christina’s World in July 2023 at the MoMA in Midtown, New York. It was my third time at the museum. I can’t remember passing by it on my previous visits. I stood in front of the painting I had stumbled upon in a hallway for a few minutes. IContinue reading “Christina’s World”
Little Mantras
I note my progress aloudto remember when I’m feeling downhow far I’ve come, how I’ve changedin the ways over the years.Little mantras silence my inner criticwith evidence to back it up, I slowlylearn the process of being kind to myself.I change my thoughts, I fight old patterns,I inhale and exhale, reminding myself to begrateful inContinue reading “Little Mantras”
beyond the shores
the sound of fireworks echoes beyond the shores traveling inland at the speed of light crowds marvel at the sight oohs and ahhs at each colorful pattern dancing about the summer night sky street lights out eyes adjust to appreciate the gathering celebrating another year on these shores the freedom to be whoever you chooseContinue reading “beyond the shores”
one night I saw the northern lights
the lack of sleepled me to discovera magnetic sightsolar shower causedcolors to light upthe night skydazzling surrealisticto experience all alone I looked around and wondered why there were no other souls around to see I could hear screams down by the beach I smiled thinking of the view they must have had from below IContinue reading “one night I saw the northern lights”
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