I am that personwho will take photos offlowers in shopping storeparking lotsbefore going insideand missing the sun.Appreciation for thebeauty around me,especially whenit’s finite, will nevernot be crucial inmy mind.For it reflects whatI want to see inthe reality we live in,finding the extraditionary exceptions inan ordinary day.
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Mental Caverns
Moments that steal my breathfrom my lungs, pull me outof my racing thoughts,stop the looping altogether,are few and far between.Mother nature’s beautyoften is the one thingthat can snap me into now.These mental cavernsI crawl into without thinkingwhen things shift quicklyresemble the beauty with playingthe same scene of the same movie.I dream of these summer days,whereContinue reading “Mental Caverns”
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”
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”
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”
Parallel
There are different sections of time all happening at once.They run parallel to each other, living indifferent time periods.Past, present, future.All aligned to run and function at different times.The rivers flow but never collide.Fiction predicts the future shown in the past.What has happened hasn’t occurred and is currently present.
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”
Capturing A Feeling In Time
Time moved slow today,like it did when I was a child.It’s a beautiful thingto regain a part of meI thought was lost in my childhood,succumbed to timeand disassociating aging.Alas I have garnered it,made it my own,welcomed it whole.Sometimes it’s best tofeel the slowness of timehow the day moves at the paceyou choose to be presentwithContinue reading “Capturing A Feeling In Time”
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