#renew
I shed myself in smaller ways,
not loud, not clean, not neat,
just tiny deaths of who I was,
that no one else could see
I stand in the in-between,
no name that fits my tongue,
half old self still in my bones,
half something not yet sung
and here… it starts to blur and breathe,
like fog against my skin,
a quiet pull I can’t resist,
a new opening within......
Apr 11
Apr 11, 2026 at 1:57 PM UTC
All winter long—
I long- for Spring!
Because:
Spring Sprouts
Spring Shines
Spring Chirps
Spring Cleans
Spring Greens
Spring Grows
Spring Births
Spring Blooms
Spring Lives
Spring Longs
Spring Warms
Spring Wildlife
Spring Rains
Spring Renews
All winter long—
I long– for Spring!
Feb 28
Feb 28, 2026 at 11:51 AM UTC
All will pass, all will change,
Days are passing day by day.
The planet spins upon its core,
Creating day and night every day.
And yet, some things never change,
Never renew, nor begin again.
People pass and born every day,
And yet the world is a lonely place.
Everybody is fighting their own battles,
And getting judged every day, without being understood.
Even when we leave this short-lived world involuntarily,
Even then we get judged for leaving this world.
One day all will change; so be prepared,
For all is yet to come for you.
Jan 11
Jan 11, 2026 at 4:40 PM UTC
Your eyes are so sad,
Deeply, painfully sad —
They speak volumes of grief,
And a life took so brief,
To trauma,
to “held” hope,
to limited thinking:
“I can’t cope!”
Lift your eyes,
Open them to see,
The unlimited possibilities
Within and front of thee —
Oct 9, 2025
Oct 9, 2025 at 3:56 PM UTC
rebuilding myself with
feathers and paper scraps
the glue, flimsy, but it
needn't be stronger, for
it is my shell; Crack, bleed
and I will emerge reborn
a butterfly once more
this isn't my tomb, no
It is my metamorphosis.
Aug 14, 2025
Aug 14, 2025 at 3:24 PM UTC
Life’s been blooming golden, sweet as honey on my tongue,
Single, unbothered, shining bright, forever feeling young.
I’m pouring love into my cup until it brims and spills,
Spoiling myself in little ways that give me endless thrills.
New dresses just because, fine dinners with my name,
Sparkling under city lights, unafraid to stake my claim.
Sunsets shared with chosen ones who see my truest face,
Laughing till the sky turns pink, my favorite sacred space.
I’m wild, I’m weird, I’m wonderful—I keep my magic close,
A cocktail of authentic me, the parts I love the most.
No shrinking down, no dulling shine, no mask to hide my fire,
I’m living out loud, dancing free to every wild desire.
So if you’re stepping to my world, come ready, come correct—
Exceed the love I give myself, bring passion and respect.
Know how to date an attractive soul who’s rich in her own glow,
And understand it takes a king to match the queen I know.
Life’s been so **** good to me—I’m basking in my light,
And only those who honor that may share my stars at night.
Jul 18, 2025
Jul 18, 2025 at 8:45 PM UTC
It was before dawn
and she was never seen again.
We had often wondered about her
and her wild impatience,
her passion for holding
life’s burdens and treasures equally lightly,
for dropping and gifting them
with devout fervor.
Nolle leapt out of a window
and left her bonds behind.
We woke to her whoop
and smiled at the echo of her song.
Nolle leapt out and we wondered -
what would it be like
to crave life that much?
Jun 22, 2025
Jun 22, 2025 at 4:44 PM UTC
You didn’t tell me you were stopping by;
yet you appeared so suddenly
like the rain does in early April.
We don’t say much although we want to;
what I really want to ask is: why are you here?
I stifle a laugh as I realize there is nothing to be said.
There is nothing ever to be said, especially after
twisting my branches off of my decaying stump
deviously deciding to lay them out before me, pointing at them and laughing before running away like a child
who has done something naughty.
I shake my head watching you run sadly watching
my dying leaves fall to the ground
oh so wishing you hadn’t done that.
I could kick myself wishing you would come back
with a sheepish look on your face trying to put the branches
back into place.
They would never go back of course, but it’s the thought
that always counts right?
Your voice suddenly snaps me out of the past:
"I just wanted to see you."
I bite the inside of my cheek raw
bitter metallic blood oddly soothes my taste buds;
a morbid distraction at best.
Still silence fills the air; creaking of the floor boards
is all we hear.
I really look at you this time: look at that! beads of
sweat appears! are you as anxious as I?
Oh cruel excitement, we meet again!
A slight devilish smile escapes me, I cannot help it.
"The door is behind you," I say and point.
Be gone, let me grow again.
Apr 30, 2022
Apr 30, 2022 at 11:36 AM UTC
The hedgerow pulse
seems quickened as the dipped flit
of three blue **** from here to there
declares that something is coming
Maybe too early to call spring,
the jackdaw on a slack wire
is still willing to give energy to balance,
as his eye sees good things
And the fettered earth begins to flex
as something elliptical
solar
inherent
returns to tickle us
Mar 5, 2022
Mar 5, 2022 at 8:10 AM UTC
I hit the wall
Away from this
Mental frontage
Where is my
Fortitude
I dig
And I labor
For what
The same results?
No!
It changes
So slowly
Excruciating
But it’s there
Some movement
Days might
Trek back
I weep
And produce
Different
Tracks
Will it end?
Always asking
That question
Unknown future
Seems bleak
I need the
~ hope
A new spark-fire
Resuscitate
Rejuvenate
A tiny ember
To begin again
May 12, 2021
May 12, 2021 at 4:56 PM UTC
I wash your sins
within me
I heal
and nurture
them
not for you,
and one moment
on your long list.
I cleanse
your transgressions for me
and for her,
and our daughters
and their daughters.
In the
undercurrent of my
being,
I bathe my wound
and swim
and search
for a way
forward,
because what is
existence
if not time
pulling
us along?
-
I think
I was born into
this life
a healer.
To feel this shared
pain
and see its shadows
as if light, reflecting
and dancing
against a wall,
creating
constellations
of
heartache.
I see now
my purpose,
to connect with the
heavens unknown
from this
earth
so this wicked
energy may
leave
this
world.
And us.
To nourish each other,
so that we can choose
to transcend
pain
a human existence,
where love
and its triumphs,
and
deepest
darkest
of
pitfalls
coalesce
into this flesh
to
cross both space and time
to make
generations.
This flesh,
that I now wear
proudly,
albeit
timidly
at times.
This paradox,
I want
for her too.
Apr 13, 2021
Apr 13, 2021 at 1:45 PM UTC
I saunter parallel to these pews,
dragging my fraying fingers along the tops.
Reaching for a wooden comfort, but
instead I’m pricked.
I shake the splinter and splutter the blood off.
Wearing my head high, I finish my descent
up the holy steps.
My mother stands,
stuck
looking past me and out the stained window,
letting it strike her into a silhouette.
The priest exclaims
New Beginnings!
My mother
matches his declaration two seconds too late.
My dad nods his head,
the final vote of the jury locked in.
With guilt and god on my side,
I take the holy plunge.
My head falls in,
harshly.
I’m aching for a numinous experience,
only to suffocate from the darkness
that comes with this reality
I will breathe into.
My head may be under the aquatic illusion of renewal
but my feet stay planted on the
fractured ground.
I am forced to look past the daze of illusion.
Because in the light
I can clearly see the greys left in our destruction.
I look back and my finger has bled
all over the back of this dress.
New Beginnings!
I exclaim,
with a red stain grained into my backside,
but an empty canvas in the front.
With my hair slicked back I hear a
mumble.
You look just like your mother,
And maybe I do
hold her eyes
but I can see
what she can not.
The graying dreams that my parents are dis alluded to.
Their skeletons in the attic or the
boxes of dresses in the basement,
even though today I wear one.
I will look at the destruction created behind us
and not walk with them.
Because in this holy light
her eyes bask and only look
chocolate at its best.
And in this dim shadow
mine shine like amber honey.
Mar 15, 2021
Mar 15, 2021 at 11:13 PM UTC
Phoenix in flight, watch him in the sky
Engulfed in flames, ready to die
Phoenix in flight, watch him crash and burn
All things pass, today is his turn
Phoenix in plight, see him struggle to survive
Headed to the ground in a fiery nose-dive
Phoenix in plight, see him succumb to his fate
Extinguished by his own destiny innate
Phoenix in fight, look at him glow as an ember
Dwelling on the life he used to remember
Phoenix in fight, look at him flicker a flare
Letting go of the old, grasping for air
Phoenix in light, behold his bursting blaze
Reborn from trial in a smoky haze
Phoenix in light, behold his glory
Scorching a new chapter to his story
Phoenix in might, witness as his radiance shines
Fueled by desire to become divine
Phoenix in might, witness as his brilliance flashes
Because no matter what, he will rise from the ashes
Mar 2, 2021
Mar 2, 2021 at 1:07 PM UTC
Allow the rhythm
Relax in rest
Breathe in renewal
To stay at your best
Release the weight
Just let it go
Waves of renewal
Come as you slow
Your life is not
A speedy race
Renewal won’t come
At a frantic pace
There’s time for action
And a time to renew
Take time for renewal
In all that you do
Dec 25, 2020
Dec 25, 2020 at 10:57 AM UTC
A pure and genuine heart
in a masked world.
An honest rhythm
beating true.
Sending the blood of life
pulsing through my veins
Allowing my spirit and
body to rejuvenate and renew.
Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 10:56 PM UTC
Empty and Armed.
Early in the morning and you walk in the sand.
Near the shore it undulates, God’s art,
renewed each morning at the whim of weather and tides.
You walk in the sand. Your foot prints leave divots.
Water seeps in. Tiny ***** scurry, almost invisible.
If you look carefully, you can see their tracks
before they disappear into their tiny burrows.
You walk. The waves whisper. It is a quiet morning.
No one else is on the beach.
Just you, your God and your demons.
The demons disperse like dandelion seeds,
unable to hold on in the vast emptiness.
They become as lost as you once were.
lost in the horizon, their claws rendered useless
as you ignore them.
You become lost too. Lost in the wash of the waves.
In the long stretches of sand, in the place you walk
beyond foodprints.
It is worth the walk. Worth the ache in your aging legs.
to empty yourself. To find yourself.
To find what is left when you let everything else go
and join the demons on the wind.
It is worth the walk.
And too, worth the walk back.
For that is part of it.
You cannot live here forever.
You were not made to be a monk in the desert,
only a pilgrim.
There is a world that needs your meger talents,
and you come back to it
both empty
and armed.
Oct 17, 2020
Oct 17, 2020 at 9:42 AM UTC
In the first rays of sun warming my shoulders
In the crisp air that brushes my cheeks
In the colors of dawn reflecting on the water
I take a breath and feel that I too am renewing
Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 8:39 AM UTC
My sleep is healing and renewing. I wake with a smile, refreshed, happy, thankful, and energized. Eagerly taking action, living this new day.
Jul 25, 2020
Jul 25, 2020 at 2:48 AM UTC
Step through the clouded mist
Reflect upon the silver pane
Assist and improve to renew
the lesser side of you
As the body regenerates
in kind so can the mind
Rectify verbal constructs
There's still time to grow
in matching your actions
Stretch between your
panic and comfort zones
Observe parity with clarity
Lessons in self awareness are key
as you can't always be told what to be
Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 3:33 PM UTC
These dry bones
once fit together strong
while time flowed one way:
on
That current held surprise
that knocked joints off guard
and a lied about collapse
occurred
Their ham fist could grip limbs
and clunk them together
in a fruitless pulse,
for what?
The trunk and branch
of what’s to come
must be reseeded
mulched and nurtured,
maintained root to crown
in different growth
or the same clown gardeners
will bring us down
May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 11:48 AM UTC
To make a new beginning.
To go through, but suddenly go back.
With the ability to rethink prior actions
Correcting self.
To be better at.
Redirecting thoughts.
Applying evaluation to the experiences.
Creating balance to produce better outcomes.
Preparing the mind then training the flesh to follow.
Often hard to do, because sometimes! what or who that has been obtained must be let go of.
Hope for the better, Even with mixed emotions
Step after step
Starting over could be the best bet
Not only is there a New beginning
Also comes Beautiful Endings
May 7, 2020
May 7, 2020 at 11:37 PM UTC
Been a while living in a box so tight,
Sure the heart has healed alright,
Bad memories now sealed so tight,
Soothing new melodies push dreams to flight,
A heart yearning to share new days and night,
For a future sure that will be bright,
Search for a mate now sure feels so right,
A new beginning.. starts tonight.
Dec 28, 2019
Dec 28, 2019 at 12:23 AM UTC
Traveling through the woods,
I count one,
I count ten,
I count thousands,
they are the same, yet
they all are different.
Like an artist who
spends a year crafting
a masterpiece of colorful imagery
the picture is gone too soon
all to be carpeted back to earth.
Proud as they are
they will soon come back
in hue, no hue or varied hues
and yet looking mighty and pretty.
Happy as we are
there is always something new to
shed your inhibitions and make anew, and
become your new you;
hue or no hue
It will still be pretty.
Nov 5, 2019
Nov 5, 2019 at 4:08 PM UTC
I see you at the moon
when it is complete and renew
I see your smile at blossom
brings at spring at happy mood
I could hear your laughter at the water droplets
making the world had life present
spreading its wings
covering the love to stand
your smart face makes me great brilliance
Nov 3, 2019
Nov 3, 2019 at 11:30 PM UTC