This is a message,a reminder to balancewhen you feel adrift.from your bodythat you’ll be steady,that you will find calm,that you will be neutral once again with timeand clarity bringspeace only steadinesswill provide, stay strongthrough these challenging dayswhere reality spins fasterthan your brain can comprehend.You acknowledge the distancebetween your fingers on the keyboardand your mind adriftContinue reading “Adrift”
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Something So Lovely
You loved your garden.You were always so proudof the flowers that bloomed.So much so you would pick oneto show me then put it ina small vase on the kitchen tablethen remark for dayshow beautiful your flower wasand how extraordinary it wasthat something so lovelycould grow from the groundbecause of your love and care.You were soContinue reading “Something So Lovely”
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”
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”
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”
White Noise
I end the year feeling achy.This has been a time Filled with much personal growthIt’s hard work to look in the mirrorAnd understand my patterns.Connect the dots of the pastSo I no longer feel numb.My emotions I suppressed for so long.I can be so mean to myself-A subconscious habit that becameWhite noise in my brainContinue reading “White Noise”
See the leaves
IThere have been autumns where it flies by cause I am too busy focused on other things I regret not taking the moment before it was goneIII consciously go out of my way when I see the leaves changing to stopget out of my cartake a momenttake a photobe grateful for the beauty surrounding usContinue reading “See the leaves”
Autumn Hues
Ithe weather was chillbut not chillylate September arrived quickly without noticeIII stepped outsideto enjoy thechanging seasonswearing more layersI made my wayaround aloopbefore I ateIIIthe sky left mebreathlessimpatiencelingered inmy stepsshoes rubbedmy heelsIVcolors on the treesbring me lifeand hope as markers of time movingchange welcomesthe small detailsholding themost meaning
The Moon
I look to the moonIn SeptemberAs the leaves changeInto mystical colorsDays before the switchIn seasonsAnd the weather cools.I hear the wavesRinging the bell at sea.I appreciate the skyAt dusk contrastWith the dark greenIn the evergreens.
Christina’s World
I first saw Andrew Wyeth’s painting Christina’s World in July 2023 at the MoMA in Midtown, New York. It was my third time at the museum. I can’t remember passing by it on my previous visits. I stood in front of the painting I had stumbled upon in a hallway for a few minutes. IContinue reading “Christina’s World”
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