silence enters the night I do not speak I listen to a book and work on a puzzle I lose track of time trying to fit pieces together slowly the image begins to form the harder I focus rain falls outside may showers continue I can slightly hear the drops hitting the roof the narratorContinue reading “2 AM”
Category Archives: Writing
Partners
For my sister and brother-in-law Marriage is the daily commitment You make to each other To navigate this life together. It’s a conscious choice You will continue to make. Your job isn’t to complete the other, It’s to complement each other. You bring your own unique perspectives Into this relationship. You won’t always agree. TheContinue reading “Partners”
Journaling
May 1st, 2023 Monday The start of a new month. The grass is finally green, the gray skies move away, not a cloud in the sky today. I sit on the couch as I write out this journal entry. I should journal more. I know. I miss it. And yet, I don’t write enough. Why?Continue reading “Journaling”
Healing Under the Sun
I sit on the step and take a moment for the sun. The warmth on my skin brings joy to my soul. I wiggle my toes and stretch my arms. I listen to the conversations being had across the way. The year has been cold and gloomy, this light brings me happiness. I am remindedContinue reading “Healing Under the Sun”
Another Another Another
my trauma response is to tense up automatically. I feel the muscles in my back and shoulders freeze and ache as my eyes begin to water uncontrollably. I wrestle with trying to breathe intentionally while getting swept up in the busyness of the day. Another shift in my eyes, another shift in the season, anotherContinue reading “Another Another Another”
Not Alone
The books I read mirror my experience back to me, reflected in a way I wish I could say but the words never came. Every page I turn, I highlight what resonates, almost every page has a sentence that will stick with me long after I finish. The beauty of storytelling is seeing the humanContinue reading “Not Alone”
Half-Birthday
I remember walking around the playground in elementary school talking with my friend, who is still my friend today, about half-birthdays. She imagined celebrating a birthday in May while I dreamed of celebrating in February. I pictured blowing out candles in winter and having a party for the fun of it. A half year ofContinue reading “Half-Birthday”
Joy In The Air
Birds chirp on a Sunday snow is finally melting the wave of cold weather haunting us all year leaving us shivering in sweaters and muddy boots has finally let up. The songs they sing fills the air with joy and the morning with hope.
Love Is…
Love is a loud room, people cheering over some stupid game and you look over at your person and everything else fades away. Love is a safe place, a space where you don’t hide like you do the rest of the time. Love is a feeling like no other, it’s why love songs are soContinue reading “Love Is…”
Self-Doubt
Writing is as natural to me as breathing. It’s how I make sense of my thoughts and reality. I place my thoughts on lines in my journal, it’s where they’re safe. I write with messy handwriting, though I’d say it’s become more legible over the years. I am a writer, I am a poet butContinue reading “Self-Doubt”
Kelly Severseike 