Lives interconnect with a single song,a classic onebrings back memories good and badwhen moments occurred that were out of their controlwhere destiny calls could not be ignoredrolling down California roads watching the sun fall below the seaa tune comes blasting through space a reminder of what was,what is, what is no longer hereone person’s negativityContinue reading “Tiny Dancer”
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Delicate Daydreams
May I lead the way throughthese delicate daydreamsalong the seaby the flowersunder the sunI listen to musicand find peacewith what I do not knowbeyond now.
Haze
I wander off into the hazeinside my brainwhen horomones changeand everything balanceson the brink of insanity.I listen to the waves,feeling the airleave my lungs.When I can’t seein front of me,I sit and wait,wait for myself to return.
Follow the Sun
I breathe insalt air.I let go of worryas I feel the warmthof the sun on my bare skin.I am happy, gaining backwhat I lost in the wintermonths, not seeing or feelingthe day to its fullest.I follow the sun,I walk along the ocean.Happy to bejust to be.
Wish You Were Here
These days, I listen to Pink Floyd and drown out the thoughts trying to infiltrate my good vibes.I embrace the sun and take photos ofwhat makes me happy — spring flowers,seagulls flying over the ocean,daydreamy clouds that let mepass the time in peace.I think of my grandmother,how this place was her whole life.She was theContinue reading “Wish You Were Here”
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”
Green Eyes
For Jimmy I fell in love with your green eyesthe second I saw you.I watched their vibrancy fade overthe years but my love for you never did.You were a constant light inmy life, a source of comfortwhen everything felt unsteady.Your patience with your reality,especially with the cat always stickinghis foot on your foreheadwas unmatched.I admiredContinue reading “Green Eyes”
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”
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”
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