Through shuttered windows
I can glimpse her beauty
She’s surrounded by a haze of light
The grace she expresses glows
We all wonder at her strength
To hold herself up
Alone
Every night
Just for us
Watching over us
Silently sleeping in her wake.
These late night conversations are brief
But I whisper to her
Secret sentences
She’s longed to hear
Since the beginning of time.
“You are appreciated, even in our slumber.
Thank you for letting us rest.”
And through the shutters
She smiles.
Forced on an island
With no resources
Except my laptop
And the power of my will.
I plan
I learn
I teach
I scream…
I am alone
Despite being connected
Constant Contact
Back and forth
With no resolution.
Deserted, abandoned
My body
My hope
My will to continue this game.
Embrace my absence
As I embark on my own journey
Leaving this island behind
You will never see me again.
Bottled sand
With honey in the sky
Oozing in the distance
With the sun
Setting on the horizon-
What a sight.
Tip the bottle
Uncorked
And watch the
Sand, sea, sun
Tumble out in waves.
A fork in the road
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One beaten by low blows to myself
That showed me second choices
Aren’t that bad
When you can teach
The future
Even if you end up
Used, not working,
And without experience
Except pleasing your audience of one.
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The other path has sunlight streaming
Through forested windows
In trees as tall as my hopes-
The future
I always dreamed I’d have
Of big cities
And even bigger success
Lies at the end of the path
A prize to be taken
For taking myself seriously.
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And yet,
I’d still rather take the path
Filled with second chances.
A glance at the stars in the
Middle of the city,
And the sky is shining brighter
Than I remember-
I suddenly feel so small.
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A glance at the stars while we
Play outside at night;
Nothing to guide us home
Except their light,
Feeling protected in their presence.
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A glance at the stars on the
Night we met
Their grace instilling hope.
I smile up at the sky,
Knowing they’re smiling back.
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A glance at the stars with a
Heavy heart and the ghosts of tears
On my face. I can’t see you
But I feel you, wherever you are,
Comforting me like you always have.
Bright-eyed young girl, Curious and crafty, Let’s start a project and learn to crochet. Tiring quickly, She abandoned the lesson. She couldn’t see past the first stitch- Obsessed with chains, with growing taller, The neverending line of connection So easily unfurled. Chains, chains, chains. Chains everywhere and every day. Quickly and carefully created by this crafty girl And unraveled even faster, The impermanence of childhood Displayed through her repetitive ritual. She lost interest as quickly As any other once-inspired child, And many years without crocheted chains passed Before a spark of inspiration woke her from her daze. Timid hands picked up threadbare yarn, dusted with age. Fingers moved as if possessed, Creating chains came so easily And her inner child was elated by the familiarity Of her once daily routine. The desire to unwind, to unfurl Pulled so strong within her, But the necessity To create, to give life, to build something that matters Overcame all else. She kept making chains. She made chains and then kept working. She kept building on the foundation To create something strong Something useful Something beautiful for herself. For herself, she kept creating.
Papers-
Papers everywhere-
Thoughts unfinished
Questions unanswered
Stories told
Or not.
I’ve spun so many tales
Shared so many lives
With myself
In the confines of my own haven.
But these words
Stories
Papers-
Papers everywhere-
Mean nothing
If these stories go untold.
Exhausted with potential interests
I bury myself deep
Layers upon layers of comfort
Holding me back from exploring.
A fire burns within me
But my cold emotions seek solace.
Envy’s seeds are planted within,
A hint that spring is coming.
How do I plant seeds of hope instead?
I want to change along with the seasons
But what can I do
To break free from old habits
To explore new possibilities
And to find myself whole?
Everything glitters
From motion
From life.
Watch the world
Move around us
As we sit in silence
Thinking about time.
The time when
We discussed the page
We were on
In the book
Of our relationship,
And we ageed
On page 314.
Or when we drove
Through the night
Straight ’til morning
And we struggled
To stay awake together
But pulled through
To watch the sunrise.
We’ve seen so many
Sunrises
And sunsets
And city lights.
And here we are
Watching the lights blur
Past us in a flurry
As we sit
Picture perfect
With my head on your shoulder
And your arm around my waist
Pulling me close
Holding me tight
Forever frozen
In this moment.
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