Category: Poetry

  • Guides, universe, God, I’m afraid of this loneliness.

    Guides, universe, God, I’m afraid of this loneliness.

    But I’m looking around & nothing is happening. The walls aren’t pressing in. I’m here, and it’s okay. God, I’m scared of this drought. I’m scared I won’t ever move out of my own way. God, I’m scared I’m not good enough. God, I’m scared I’m not enough. I’m scared I’ll keep watching life pass…

  • So I’m sad.

    So I feel it simmering in my chest. So I’m sad. So it hurts. It doesn’t mean that I’m not blessed. It doesn’t mean that I’m not right where I’m meant to be – the birds are chirping, the sun is shining, life is singing out for me. I can cry this morning – and…

  • I danced in my room to music today and felt ALIVE ALIVE ALIVE

    I danced in my room to music today and felt ALIVE ALIVE ALIVE

    I get it now. There’s nothing else to wait for. The cycle of suffering is ending, now, with my attention & intention. I am stepping into the light. I am joy, pleasure & pain. I am the rolling crash of the waves. I am lightning, sure & quick – I am the crackle of the…

  • I remembered something today

    I remembered something today

    This feeling I used to get as a kid- where the sun would warm my face and melt across into my chest, into that place where I feel blessed- it’d travel and crack like wings across my back, tingling and thrumming, an angel manifest! The feeling would rise up until all I could do is…

  • The heart wants what it wants

    The heart wants what it wants

    And I’ll call it what it is: that the heart wants what it wants.I can eat my weight in logic, but the thoughts are just a block.An endless looping cycle of trusting what is notA way to hide the heart away as you beg for the right thought. The heart will listen sadly as you…

  • I feel lonely but I’m not alone

    I feel lonely but I’m not alone

    I’m on a living, breathing Earth. It is alive, as am I. I am alive, even when I feel lonely.And I feel that aching in my chest- it calls to me,asks me to caress- the feeling, creaking in my bones-of having a place to call my home. But it’s silly when I open my eyes-see…

  • My greatest fear

    My greatest fear

    I want to do everything I want not because I’m not afraid –but because I’ve got one life and it’s mine to make. I’m so afraid that I won’t amount to anything;that I’ll never create; that no one will see that I’m so great (lol). I’m so afraid that I can’t follow through,that I can’t…

  • Maybe someday I won’t want

    Maybe someday I won’t want for anything And I can lay at the hearth and rest my head Maybe someday I won’t want at all -I think by then I’ll already be dead. sjs

  • Life is not everything

    Life is not everything

    Life is not everything Life is not everything Life is your experience Take it or go Life is your rhythm Your feelings Your flow Life is the song that sings in your soul Life is your memories When the living is slow Life is your regrets Your joys and fears too Life is the struggle…

  • A day in the life

    A day in the life

    A day in the life is a day in the dirt A life unlived, empty and hurt A life in the shivers on a cold cold day A life of dehydration as your throat aches A life of modern luxuries Of egos Of stress A life of inner conflict Of guilt Of being blessed Half…