In-between the cracks of an open window

I spy a bird in the distance on a rooftop signals of summer in the airheat manifests in roomswith no a/c, the east coastliving drips down my skinI listen to the morningmy morning coffee going colda book resting on my keyboardplaces there when I took this photoinspiring a poem through an open window.

Internal Landscapes

A David Gray album is my soundtrackas the tides change in my brainas the days are shifting, blossoming.I am in the process of mourningthe part of me that’s helped mesurvive up until now. I love her dearlybut in the process of growth, I mustlet her go. My body aches at herdeparture, for it’s unbalanced inContinue reading “Internal Landscapes”

Technicolor

I love how the pink flowers contrast perfectly with the deep blue cloudless morning sky. Appreciation of beauty takes a second of your day but can lighten your mood and remind you of some of the ways in which change can be lovely. It’s the small details that have the deepest impact. We walk inContinue reading “Technicolor”

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.

Milky Way

Late night, the sky comes to life.Shooting stars subtly shoot acrossthe universe, blink and you’d miss it.I find comfort in looking around andseeing how small my problems are.How the universe is much bigger thananything I can possibly comprehend.Watching the stars mirror the water below,I let go of what I can control.

Limbo

Late summer hangs in limbo,cold air floats in on the water.The sun reminds me what will soonexist only in my memories. So I soak upevery walk I can get while remindingmyself to remain present, it’s a beautifullife, the heaviness is only as much asI choose to carry it.

Eight Snapshots of Change and Uncertainty

IThe trees have dark red, orange, and yellow leaves that cause me to say “awe” as I drive home. My favorite time of year. The crisp in the air makes the hair on my arms to stick up underneath my worn, pink sweater. The sight of these beautiful leaves allow me to ignore the uncertaintyContinue reading “Eight Snapshots of Change and Uncertainty”

Little Joys

The colors of flowers bring meMore joy than I can state.Seeing natural beauty sparkFrom nothing to somethingRadiates my soul in a wayThat’s difficult to explain.It’s a reminder of changeAnd time, both movingForward as is life, thatNothing is permanent.These fleeting beautiesWill settle or fadeInto the summerBut my what feelingsThe pull from me now.