Tag Archives: summer

Magic Hour

I put coins in the meter Then walk down to the beach After a long day at work I just want to move my feet The day has been oh so hot My legs feel tense Standing in place Getting used to The patterns that Come along with being Some place new I remind myselfContinue reading “Magic Hour”

happy place

For two days, I disconnect from my reality. Time moves slowly. I trace the sun across the cloudless sky, rising up on one side of the horizon then falling below the other. I read my book, write poems in my journal, and only grab my phone to capture this beautiful view. For the first timeContinue reading “happy place”

Each Step

I walk by the ocean and breathe in the salt air. I can breathe easy here. I can walk for miles on roads and sand without hesitation. My body gets stronger with each step I take. I am not dragged down by the lack of oxygen. This is how I show myself love. This isContinue reading “Each Step”

Chain Reaction

“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.” ― Jack Kerouac Driving across the country, I admire the different shades of green and welcome the warm weather. I follow cars and trucks along state lines, over the border to another country. I learn to pay attention to different speeds I neverContinue reading “Chain Reaction”

Facing the Strange

I face all the scary strange feelings of this moment. I don’t shy away from feeling all my fears, all my joy, all my excitement and anxiety that comes along with stepping into something new and unknown. I breathe through panic and distraction. I am present and focused on the now. I remind myself toContinue reading “Facing the Strange”

thoughts of now

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time. Sylvia Plath smell of fresh rain sound of fans turning late afternoon naps sweaters and tea first thing in the morning dogs going crazy all the time drives with scenic views hips hurting from standing oneContinue reading “thoughts of now”

10:23 pm

my window is closed I can hear the cicadas chirping loudly tonight drowning out the usual quiet of august evenings, the rain this afternoon startled the whole house the dog ran from the bathroom to the closet nonstop for thirty minutes like a spy trying to hide darting from one dark space to the other,Continue reading “10:23 pm”