Acceptance

When you change your life for the sake of others you must accept that if it doesn’t work, that’s okay too.

And Yet

And yet, you choose to defend With blind eyes and closed ears Ignoring your Truth. Hope seeps through your fractured heart. Slowed evermore by Should, like Sand, those tiny glistening bits of quartz, clogging all sense Of self. Drawing a line between protecting and sacrificing, Your search is endless and meaningless. Blanketed by Ought, and […]

Not Quite Shards

Cracked pane, lightning splintering jagged edge to edge Not quite shards, Plates hold Balanced New space created One to many Delicate footing Held fast With hope and Sheer will Not quite shards, Rumbling trucks pass by Rattle the smallest piece Loose A glinting shower Of dreams All shards now And an empty Pane

Clarification

I am not a willow

Willow

It seems our agreement shifted. And if I wanted to I would. If I believed anything other than the past would repeat itself, I’d behave differently. If I had it in me, I’d be right back on board. But, I don’t have it in me. I don’t believe anything other than the past will repeat […]

A Measure of Weakness

Weakness exists in the mind of the slighted. You’re weak In the mind of the one who cannot own. I was weak Weakness, the idea of it, is an excuse. Protection against truth, honesty, ownership. Weakness exists in heart of the broken. I am weak In the heart of the lost. They were weak Weakness, […]

Fodder

i think i’m the worst sort of person. when is it okay to hurt someone else? when is it okay to say i can’t do this? only the worst sort would consider it. a person who thinks they deserve more than what they’ve got. that it could be better somewhere else. that constant waiting for […]

Musical Dreams

Oh how I long for a romantic song Not about co-dependence and lack of boundary keeping. Make it mainstream With thoughts for the teens To ponder Perseverate And perhaps inspire change. Communication and owning what’s yours Admitting a wrong and forgiving. A new world will begin One we wish we lived in But never realized […]

Pluma Passes Out

Pluma paced, preoccupied. Perhaps, she went too far this time. Her heart, she followed, though plummeting inside. Pluma played it safe, you see, her designs always quite clean. Pedestrian, pacifying, plain. Please. Pluma pulsed within, craving dynamic peppy seams. Passion for fashion pushed her over the edge. Now she waits for critics to drop their […]

Dream Writing

I had a dream I wrote a poem. Inspired and fluid. Excited, I stopped to read it. To relive what I’d done. Realizing as I searched that it was gone. Never here really. Just penned in my sleep. Vertigo. I remember. Earnest. True words. And connection. A shared meaning understood. Bright blue electricity snaking. Images […]