I am bubbling, as the soup I stir on the stove
Quick with anger, only I know dwells
Quick with the tempered fury of a wrinkled brow
Quiet the damper, let the billows out
Dam is flooded, I'm what's left.
Who is today when fury quickens
In mind, or conquered day by day
Simmering still, the soup is ready
I lay still the doubts of today
Oct 16, 2024
Oct 16, 2024 at 8:48 PM UTC
I'm so sad. Like a 50lb weight that sinks to the oceans depth
Like my love for him swells and dips
That ocean current I'm swimming away from
It is to lay on a white sandy beach and soak in the sunshine
Melting and rising with the sea's waves
Why is my path diverting from him?
What direction am I on now? I don't know. It's the deep unknown.
What creatures watch closely?
Mermaids watching over me.
I shall sit and wait here. Til I rise , and sprint into the sun so bright .
And walk away from the ocean of us, of him and what I was with him.
Oct 12, 2024
Oct 12, 2024 at 10:54 AM UTC
Hear the wind
See the breeze billow out the curtain as I sit listening to soft jazz
It seems the music and curtain dance in the midst of it all, swinging and swaying
Sound moves all things
Or though they say
Thoughts meander with sound and light
Crescendos as lightning strikes the tree in the horizon
Light pierces darkness
Only to light the flame of the candle, once again in the night
Oct 11, 2024
Oct 11, 2024 at 2:50 PM UTC
With a hand motions to be quiet
Finger across lips to hush
That moment breath comes
God's breath in a whisper
To a baby
One breath to come
Oct 10, 2024
Oct 10, 2024 at 6:35 PM UTC
Looking onward,
Sun sets the sky gold
Golden highlights on ember stones
As iron turns to molten lava blue
As the sun settles on the rise
Rose colored stones darken
Green brush lit a fire in the changing leaves
Soon it sets dark
Set the embers aside
To turn to fire again in the morn
Sleep now child
It will all be answered
Oct 9, 2024
Oct 9, 2024 at 5:27 PM UTC
You taught me a love like I had as I became one with the universe.
You taught me like as if I were the sky. Rays between, above as below.
I meet with the stars, as the sun settles and the moon blooms
Oh sweet prairie, let me lay down
In sweet scents and tickles on my face
Sweet love like a release of air
To be your breath
Our breath
The breath in between.
I long
For you.
Oct 8, 2024
Oct 8, 2024 at 5:35 PM UTC