Tag Archives: Monday Blogs

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”

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”

These Lonesome Lines Were Lying Around

We only accept change after its happened.We live amongst each other,keeping our space while still acknowledging we share the same air whether we like it or not.The less we knew, the less we continued to care.We cared until we moved on to other things. It happened gradually over a year or two.The obsessions we hadContinue reading “These Lonesome Lines Were Lying Around”

Ring of Fire in Winter

I watch with bated breathon my phone of images of LAgoing up in flame.An eerie glimpse ofthe future is here,when the city of starsbecomes engulfed ina ring of fire,it leaves me wonderinghow climate change willimpact life going forward.It doesn’t snow in New Englandthe way it once did,strong winds move throughthe winter months withan occasional dusting.TheContinue reading “Ring of Fire in Winter”

Message From the Sea

Look out when you get the chanceUntil you can’t see me past the horizonOn sunny days in quiet seasonsI sit in my car by the sidewalkGlancing towards the infinite directionWaiting for time to passComing back to myselfLosing another moment to old habitsEach day is differentSome lessons have to be continually learnedMeeting myself with love, notContinue reading “Message From the Sea”