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”
Category Archives: Reflection
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”
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”
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.
Memories Exist in Places
I walk up the stairs Moments of coming back Every summer flash Through my mind And I start to cry. The struggle to get Suitcases up and down, The many falls I took, Slipping halfway down Then sliding the rest of the way Everyone asking if I was okay. Little memories I will always HoldContinue reading “Memories Exist in Places”
Thoughts From Sunday
Poems of love Fill my head Lines I write Keep a list On my phone Tired at night Long days work Glass of wine Red of course Calming down from The white lights Hours a day Ready for bed Linger by fire Write this poem Thoughts from Sunday Shared on Monday I promise myself IContinue reading “Thoughts From Sunday”
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