Life experienced
In so many little ways.
Taste and touch,
Scent and sight.
I hope you savor every one,
Every moment
When possible.
Sep29
Monthly Archives: September 2017
Sep27
Immersed
She was born in the wild,
Immersed in nature from first breath.
Barefoot.
No mirrors
Just freedom.
True.
You see,
She was the wild.
People tried to change her.
They tried to shorten her breaths,
Her wonder.
She bounded too high
Her steps held no path in mind.
Over downed trees she would leap without a
Second thought.
Scratches from sticker bush and branches
Made her laugh.
Brambles in her hair.
And her heart raced at the sight of the bear
And the squirrel;
All the same in the wild.
All one living and breathing being,
Alive,
For together they felt the dirt
On their bare skin. Raw.
The berries and the fiddle fern
Filled her appetite.
Cold mountain waters quenched her thirst.
The wild was her foundation, her breath,
Her heart, her skin.
Her stillness.
She is the wild.
Sep26
False
Her secret is this,
(Though she has been set free)
Sometimes she longs for the
False safety of her prison
Yet wakes up at night in
A sweat
From a nightmare
That she has returned.
Sleep does not welcome her
Back
After that.
Plagued.
Motionless for fear of
Being caught,
She will not blink.
Covers soaked and wrapped around her as if
Some magical
Shield from monsters and beasts.
In the darkness she hides.
She prays
For peace within
A prison of a
Different sort.
Sep23
Love Spent
Once again i am love spent.
You have left me with no other need but
To nourish and hydrate my body
For i am satiated
Of heart and soul.
Sep22
Burning
He is this;
A
Forever burning,
Shooting star.
Never falling.
Sep20
Gifts
Sitting in this darkness
These gifts have been given me;
The stars beyond the stars.
And on and on.
There is no end to the giving
Come dawn though no longer
Visible to the naked eye.
Sep19
Expectantly
I stand at the edge of
All that I know
And peer expectantly into forever,
Hoping to catch you glancing
At me.
I savor those
Moments,
A look between you and
I.
And all is said
There in your eyes.
All that I need.
And hearts still beat,
And lungs still breathe.
And no one knows that time has stopped
Within
Until our eyes
Blink once again.
Sep17
Finding
On the path
Headed the same direction.
Sometimes we cross.
Sometimes we touch.
Sometimes we gaze.
All of us finding our way.
Sep16
Battle
The battle is real
Should i have a glass of wine
Or
Climb in the closet, shut the door and
Sit in the dark?
Teetering on the edge
Of laughter and screams.
Rocking to and fro.
I must remember why i
Am here.
I love so deep
But do not think i am so
Fragile.
My jaw has met fist amongst other things.
Shadows call even though there be
Light
And friendly faces on the street.
Apathy Creeping at my feet.
Once again I retreat from
The invisible forces.
Battling
Battling
With those formless thought shifters.
“Go away!” I say as my worth is not in
Their ungrateful hands.
I write truth on the wall.
I must remember why i am here.
I close my eyes once more and am
Taken to the red dirt
Where I kneel.
Home feels so far but there
It is in my heart. My heart.
How could I forget. Wallowing
In my fears.
I know why i am here.
I let them
Get in my head. I let them twist my mind.
Deplorable thoughts have no control.
Thoughts cannot condemn my soul.
I know why i am here.
Do i?
Sep15
Will Do
These hands are cracked
And tired from lifting
And lifting they will do
Until
The last breath
I take.
This heart
Rejoices and breaks
And
Rejoice and break will
This heart do
Until the last beat
It makes.
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