It’s Happening

Spring has finally arrivedonly took a month to makeher debut in this humble year.I embrace her fully as shesaunters into the day as thoughshe’s not held off her entrance,leaving us all freezing forfar too long, leaving us questioningif she was ever going to show up.But she does and we thank her for it,the birds singContinue reading “It’s Happening”

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”

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”

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”

Ocean View

I take the ocean view homeLess people, no stop lightsMost nights, the coast is darkLike a stage play in-between actsExcept on nights like thisWhere the moon is fullAnd the view is stunningly clearIn the particular light The clouds hover over the waterLike puffs of smokeThe salt water mirrors the sky onlyWaves adding ripples to theContinue reading “Ocean View”

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”