Laying home alone
Trying to feel so unknown
Soft presence is sewn
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Monthly Archives: February 2023
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Breathing
Posted at 1:18 am , on February 28, 2023
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I Write About You
Posted at 12:06 pm , on February 27, 2023
I do,
I’m not afraid to say,
I write about you,
my inspiration,
my reason to find words.
I sometimes imagine my life from another time,
perhaps a romantic period,
where thoughts were soft with anticipation,
a knowing mantra
of sharing love together.
I write about you,
and my world expands,
I feel connected to my psyche
traveling beyond our physical nature,
and recognizing a connecting energy.
I write about you
and always feel your spirit nearby.
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Open Windows
Posted at 10:23 am , on February 26, 2023
I can hear the morning breeze
there are birds making song,
early spring desires
remind me of the fall.
As all the seasons
merge as one,
we listen with open windows
to the melody we long.
Watching the melting snow,
I am reminded of her
in walks and quiet glance
would we smile
could we feel so strong.
The winds have been
always defining moments,
when last my muse
did let my words belong.
I have my windows open today,
in hopes I might find love’s way.
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Soft Embrace
Posted at 10:46 pm , on February 25, 2023
The night air is still
We will imagine embrace
Soft could love fulfill
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This Quiet, Now
Posted at 11:59 pm , on February 24, 2023
Choose to know love,
so exhilarating
is the passion we live.
Miles across the woods
yet hearts align,
soul is felt
where we feel one …
still share,
love, is our forgiveness.
In my quiet solitude
I hold her mystique.
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Time Travel
Posted at 2:57 pm , on February 24, 2023
I’m not sure what to do
with myself,
I’m looking out windows
winter’s sage,
filling the sidewalks and streets
people wearing high shoes
to battle the ice and wind.
Not sure what to do,
what I’m looking for,
seems always I am on some journey,
without a real destination,
just memory drives me forward.
Yesterday,
I couldn’t put two words together,
couldn’t make a sentence
out of all my anxiety.
I remember thinking to myself,
fraudulent again,
that word comes to mind quickly
when I second guess myself.
Isn’t that kind of the nature of
self doubt,
Don’t we all fall into these caverns
of self deprecation with no one
to talk us out of our demise.
Seems I’d like to pass on today’s journey.
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Beautiful Things
Posted at 10:13 pm , on February 21, 2023
When we imagine
eyes that shine,
soft touch that tingles,
sweet smiles.
When we remember why
we hold one another
we trust emotion
know feelings are real.
When we wish
love might return
that stir in the heart
that peace in our soul.
We might only wish in silence
these beautiful things.
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Are You Going Away Now
Posted at 11:35 am , on February 19, 2023
You opened the door a crack
I could feel the breeze,
the winds outside had changed
I felt a warmth,
I could see a light
I hadn’t been able to find for years.
My heart began to fill
all the anxiety stepped aside,
and I suddenly knew
what I felt
really had been the truth all along.
I had to be careful though,
if I slipped and bumped the door shut,
I knew it might not ever open again.
I didn’t want that.
I don’t want that at all.
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I’ll Still Write You
Posted at 11:22 am , on February 19, 2023
I’ll still write you
I won’t stop
the urgency in my heart
will always be there
weeping for you to walk around that corner,
suddenly standing before me,
your smile and your eyes,
your hair playing mockingly with your shoulders.
I’ll wait for that day my words reach you.
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This Pit In My Stomach
Posted at 11:00 am , on February 19, 2023
It worries me
I can feel it wanting to explode
relieve itself of its burden,
wrenching my insides
until it reaches my mind,
conveying a bevy of thought
all detached from my heart,
so much confusion,
not sure I can sit here quietly today.
Need to reach out,
not too sure it’s for me
or is it the pit in my stomach,
my constant worry and concern
wondering if I can ever figure it out.
Instead I can sit here
watching my coffee get cold,
then sipping as an afterthhought
having gone on this journey
outside my head
drawn by only the anxiety
that rests menacingly
in the pit of my stomach.
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