And you will never know
The uncertainty lingers
It ebbs and flows like a Cape Cod wave
Sometimes settling into the background
But never disappearing
"I understand," you say
"I get it"
The silhouette of reassurance
The shadow of support
These words, however pure,
are as false as the 1st January sun
To understand would be to feel
The daily funeral
Inside my body
To...
Tuesday 20th February 2024 1:16 am
Feeling Place
An oasis of space
my place
Conquer the mountain,
rest on top, and,
feel
I want to be alone
or alone is the last thing I want
regardless, here I feel
a safe space
a place to
feel
Tuesday 23rd January 2024 1:35 am
Crimson Anger
Butterflies in my stomach
Not first kiss, first love,
first dance butterflies
A stampede of furious butterflies
throughout my body
my body
my body that I've
lost ownership of
woman is child
woman's job is to look pretty,
to smile, to hide imperfections,
to give her body
woman is vessel
Tuesday 23rd January 2024 1:34 am
Cork
I've always been a dreamer
stuck in a worrier's body
A cup of decaf coffee
Seeking adventure,
trapped in quick sand
A hurricane
in my heart
The bottle of champagne
sitting in your fridge
untouched
"for a special occasion"
but nothing quite that special
ever appears
Tuesday 23rd January 2024 1:33 am
Pandemonium
Raindrops stampede
smack their concrete drums.
They stand there,
four feet in a line.
Hand grasps hand,
troubles evaporate.
"Dance," she says,
"dance."
Feet join in just in time for the chorus,
of raindrop drums.
A vine of white
lights up
everything.
A boom joins in for the grand finale.
Silence.
Laughter breaks the s...
Tuesday 23rd January 2024 1:32 am
Untitled
Daffodil, daisy, color me crazy
with harmonious chaos
Deep breaths on mountain peaks
where curiosity creeps
and silence screams loud
Twinkle, twinkle serendipitous little star
how I wonder how far
you've come and how far you are going
up to mountain peaks, down to
melodious creeks and through whatever
exists between
Tuesday 23rd January 2024 1:30 am
Untapped
Sometimes I get sick to my stomach
When I think about potential
Potential I have to reach
Potential I could never even realize
Wasted potential
We could be heros
We could reach great heights
New heights, climb to a new apex
We could
An object at rest stays at rest
Where's my outside force?
To tell me how high I can climb
I'm an idealist but I'm al...
Tuesday 23rd January 2024 1:28 am
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