I wish I could have a conversation with
The girl I was ten years ago
And the woman I will be in ten years.

i stare at these pages
as if the words
are going to be enough
to bring you back,
as if the blood spilled
will be all you need
to see that i'm right here.
yet once again,
all i'm left with
is ink stained hands
and a fracture in my chest.

I think the feeling of being truly alone
is what draws me
awake at 3am
no one speaks my name
comfort
a distance from the motion
serene
a certain stillness

Lighthearted we take it easy,
We get done what we need to,
Life treats us playfully,
We feel breezy.

We feel breezy.

Some puzzle pieces fit together but don’t belong together

The pain inside it grows
I cut real deep to let it go

The change brings peace
The red the release

The next day just more of the same.

Hallelujah Tree Tappers
Songsters of the morn
Signal the warbler , the jay and
the thrasher of the coming dawn

Good day curious crow
Surveying the wetted green fields
of soy and June corn
Alert the valley that a new day -
is born
Hallelujah !