Dreams from the night beforelinger in the backgroundfor the remainder of the day.We pray for what we cannot controlto have a positive outcome.Sending wishes out into the universeto be on our side, for everythingbad to turn out alright.Luck teaches us lessons, we don’talways know we’ve been dealta bad hand when we’re drowningin the consequences ofContinue reading “Learning Lessons”
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As a Kid
Adults tell you as a kidtime moves faster for them.Which you don’t believebecause time moves at aglacially slow pace.Days feel like weeks,weeks feel like months,and so on and so forth.Shifting into new decadesdo you begin to comprehendwhat you were told as a kid.
Get By
The season blooms as the leavescontinue to vibrate throughthe late afternoon.My skin warms in the salt air,the streets filled with peoplewho don’t understand a one-way. Children cry, adults yell,seagulls try to steal food.I continue to wander beneaththe cloudless skiesjust trying my bestto get by.
Dreamy
In the days of summer, time slips intothe vast puddle of shallow memories.I sit in search of honesty, making senseof what I will never fully understand.Patiently, I listen and take in informationthat’s not mine, assessing the gravity ofsituations I only can lend empathy to.
Sliver
The air is hot after the sun setssummer evenings pull me in.Nightlife, for once, is fun.Joys in conversations,magic in poetry,and unexpected shocks,reminders of loved ones.The sliver of the moontowards the eastlights the drive home,daylight lingers softy,peace is welcomed.
boating season
Summer has settled in the airalong the shore I watch the boatsgo by on the coast’tis the season for observationI watch closely as the hazecomes then fades in the distanceof the day.
Dance
Patience is a delicate dance, one in whichthe steps are mapped out but only so far.One in which it can slip out of graspcausing damage to commence in its wake.Choosing peace and quiet to sitas I watch the dancers graspthe concept of changeas I try to understandmy own.
The Start of Summer
I walk down to grab a doughnut fromthe coffee shop, smell the flowers,admire the waves, embracing the summer,the new season lingers in the air.
Happiness is
a good bookmy niece’s laughthe sound of the oceanthe color of flowersphases of the moonmusic I play on repeatfuzzy socks on a cold morningfirst cup of coffeea healthy smoothiequiet hourslong conversationsbig questions with no answersaccepting things wholeheartedlyfinishing a poem
Intuition
Drowning out the noise of the day,trying to exist without getting lostin the ocean of my own thoughts.I seek beauty, make stories in my head,dance out the darkness until itno longer enraptures my every step.I’m okay, I say, I’m okay.These are the days where I’m beginningto believe my own words.
Kelly Severseike 