Splitting Once More

I knock on all the wood in the room, hoping this is a step in the right direction. I look down and reality splits into two, a new spin on something I know all too well.  I throw my phone onto a counter, thinking I’ll forget about it for a while.  I try to avoidContinue reading “Splitting Once More”

The Hunt For A Christmas Tree

While this pandemic has foiled A lot of plans this year, One thing it didn’t mess with was The annual Christmas Tree hunt. Every year for the last sixteen years, My family and some family friends have Wandered into the woods in search of The perfect Charlie Brown Christmas Tree. Normally, when we go onContinue reading “The Hunt For A Christmas Tree”

Christmas Music

I started playing Christmas Music in early November. I listen to it while I write, I write wherever the music takes me. I see Christmas lights being put up earlier this year. We put ours up this weekend, A reminder of how odd this year has been. The Christmas spirit brings people comfort. Comforts haveContinue reading “Christmas Music”

Polar Bear

For Marsha. If you’re a polar bear, you see differently. You see beauty in the ordinary, Details in the smallest of places, You visualize instead of problem solve. You’re a poet, writer, artist, painter. You strive to show your perspective Through the work you create. Creating art comes as naturally as breathing. You can seeContinue reading “Polar Bear”

Dancing in the Streets

There were people dancing in the streets All over the states on Saturday. A collective sigh of relief was had by those Who had been filled with anxiety And fear for the last four years. Anticipation for normalcy and steadiness, Instead of divineness and unpredictability Expanded quickly as music started playing, And cars started honking.Continue reading “Dancing in the Streets”

This Isn’t A Painting

The moon shining in through the window, bright as the sun at noon. I capture this photo with my phone that doesn’t have night mode. It looks more like a painting than an actual photograph. The colors are muted through the lens looking into the darkness. The outline of the room still appears in tact.Continue reading “This Isn’t A Painting”

Happiness

Autumn crisp Changing leaves Drives with no destination Long walks while listening to audiobooks Chapters ending on cliffhangers Episodes ending on cliffhangers Inclusivity in TV shows Books I can’t put down Listening to old songs Discovering new songs Talking to friends over FaceTime Writing down my feelings Meditating without distractions Beautiful sunsets, rare moons StarsContinue reading “Happiness”

What Cannot Be Controlled

“I’m the vice president of panic, and the president is missing.” – Paige Lewis My right eye is filling up with water As soon as it meets the morning light. I am afraid to look at today’s news. I wonder which version of events are worth clinging to. I want to remember this moment likeContinue reading “What Cannot Be Controlled”

Thoughts While On A Lake

Can I stand up on this paddleboard without falling in? I’m not the most balanced person. But I can maybe try. Compromise! I’ll get up on my knees for a while To see how I do. Genius idea. What a lovely morning. Very few people out on the lake. No strong winds To push meContinue reading “Thoughts While On A Lake”

Nothing In Particular

Rain begins to fall in late afternoon. The summer breeze is relaxing on my skin. Solitude to calm the mind as I sit outside is embraced like a friend I haven’t seen in a while. A bee flies from one sunflower to another. I watch without fear comforted by the distance between the flower andContinue reading “Nothing In Particular”