A Lesson of Living

To share about this year, I could mention achievements, or changes; for good or for worse. I could share the ups and downs, the days that lasted a little longer spent within my home. I could mention the shared struggle of an earth unable to turn as it did as the...

I Don’t Like to Write Love Poems Anymore

I don’t like to write love poems anymoreIt’s just useless lyrical nonsenseDisplaying blind devotionOld words rooted in lost emotionKindling for the next flameBringing with it old painI much rather spend my timeWriting adoration for the world around meFor the birds,...

Fields of contemplation

A wave washes over me My field of existence rocked The plane in which I live upon a catalyst of sorts My heartbeat slows as I fade away drifting from reality Into my mind, I stay worlds form with a single thought my tongue caught on the snags of beautiful words lost...

The Idea of Loving You

My Desire consume me In my dreams they find me, I’m lost in you The Idea of loving you It’s too much I can’t do this; I can’t do this I’m all consumed My everything working against me Every fiber of my being giving me Explanations of why You and I should be I can’t do...

I Never Minded

It’s raining. Like it was when I met you. Stealing glances over the rims of our mugs; Dreaded coffee breath- I never really minded. Rain pitter-pattered on the window; the chill nipping at my nose. The steam rising, espresso delight in A moment my heart calls home. I...

Retrospect

It occurred to me yesterday that I was a child yesterday. And today I am where I had never thought I would be. Standing at the age of between; with two I hold dearly. Car keys in my hand, sorting through a cluttered purse. Pocky sticks and bubble Tea tasting something...

Twilight

Twilight Rainy Saturdays in the Highlands A home away from home. I could get lost in its energy, It’s haven For all who create For those who celebrate everything made. -And I think to myself, who am I to deny This creativity bubbling inside A place where love letters...

Benevolent Musings – Improvision

Call me crazy, but whipped cream on an iced latte is odd. Other benevolent thoughts such as these are on my mind, as I sit in a coffee house yet again. Perhaps this time I’m more aware, more sure of what is going on. Not in a wave of blind bliss where I am swept away....

Everything Was Lavender

I reflect upon another year. A tricky, wonderful, terrifying, and magical year. This one was another hard time, but I believe the purpose of this is to let you grow. I have faced bitter heartbreak, lonely whispers clouding my thoughts. The monsters in my mirror casted...