Faces

The ways in which I viewMy reality come to the surfaceWith each new day.Some days are heavy and I learnTo sit instead of resist the wayIn which my mind has learnedTo operate, the protectionsIn place to keep me saneWhile I wiggle room to danceIn the madness of my mindUnder the stars and screens.Some days areContinue reading “Faces”

Bed Ridden

The crystals in my left ear kept me in bed for three days.I hated screens, movement,
and the reminders of life 
outside my room.
I sought comfort in 
the sound of my fan
on my dresser and the darkness
sleep brought, which was more
often than not. It’s the only way
I could feel comfortable, drifting off
into sleep, avoiding all signsContinue reading “Bed Ridden”

Writer’s Block

“The creative adult is the child who survived.” —Le Guin It’s difficult to explain to thosewho don’t understand.The throughline of childhoodbreaks off somewhere asthe decades continue on. I hold tight to my pen to make sense of those early years.How they definedthe womanI am today.Healing my inner childone day at a time.Poetry helped mefind myContinue reading “Writer’s Block”

Memory of Pink Faded Clouds

The early November skybefore sunrise is untouchable.It’s quiet but fierce, wantingto burst into the daybut takes a moment to breathe.I drive east. I watch the darkblue grow lighterpops of yellow appearbelow the horizon,as though the sun is ripping throughthe universe, through the land and sky,to say good morning, hello.Music plays, it’s too early tocomprehend aContinue reading “Memory of Pink Faded Clouds”

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”

Fades To Blue

There’s light in the darkness,you just have to find it.When everything floats away from you,you can’t focus on anythingbeyond the buzzing sound your fear makes in your thoughts.You float away in your daydreaming,you stay there for years without seeing.It becomes your norm overnight,you follow the phases of the moon,count on one hand the shooting starsyouContinue reading “Fades To Blue”

Capturing A Feeling In Time

Time moved slow today,like it did when I was a child.It’s a beautiful thingto regain a part of meI thought was lost in my childhood,succumbed to timeand disassociating aging.Alas I have garnered it,made it my own,welcomed it whole.Sometimes it’s best tofeel the slowness of timehow the day moves at the paceyou choose to be presentwithContinue reading “Capturing A Feeling In Time”

White Noise

I end the year feeling achy.This has been a time Filled with much personal growthIt’s hard work to look in the mirrorAnd understand my patterns.Connect the dots of the pastSo I no longer feel numb.My emotions I suppressed for so long.I can be so mean to myself-A subconscious habit that becameWhite noise in my brainContinue reading “White Noise”

Christmas Lights Chilly Nights

Christmas lightsChilly nightsLong winded conversations Through telephone callsTrying to make senseOf the complexities Human nature has to offerHow the mind copes In mysterious waysI remain grateful For twinkling lightsContrasting a pale pink skyAnd a beautiful moonBringing me back toThe present when I lose sight