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They Tried to Contain Her
They Tried to Contain Her (from Within My Illusions) They tried to contain her with concrete wallsand massive boulders,sandbags piled high along the shore.They compelled her to staywithin her bounds. But I stood on the edge of the cliffand watched her seep through...
Trespassing
Trespassing (from Brainstorms) I don’t belong here. I’m trespassing in someone else’s neighborhoodas I turn off the main roadand onto the quiet, tree-lined streets where people live. This is where I’ll take my walk todayand no one will know the difference. The woman...
Agitated
Agitated Lately it feels likeI am being Agitated By aGiantCosmicWashing machine. Particles once settled deepWithin the fabric of my beingShaken free, Rinsed clean. I only ask for a momentTo pauseBetween cyclesSo I can brace myselfFor the finalSpin.Photo by Phillip Estes
The Love That Makes Us Care So Much
The Love That Makes Us Care So Much Don’t mistake my silence for indifference.I’m trying to make sense of the senseless,Trying to figure out where my voice fits Amidst the cries of rage, of mourning, of intellectual reason,And demands for #somethingdifferent. It...
Walk with Me for a Moment
Walk with Me for a Moment (from Brainstorms) Walk with me for a moment.You don’t need to leaveyour whole life behind,don’t need to cancel the plansyou’ve made for next Thursday.I won’t ask you to change your mind,only to stroll by my side for a timeand share...
The Wildflowers Are Starting to Sprout
The Wildflowers Are Starting to Sprout (from Brainstorms) The wildflowers are starting to sprouton the shoulders of highways,the hills along the side of the road,my neighbors’ yards. Their seeds will be blown and scattered,each one holding the potentialof all...
A Piece of Me
A Piece of Me (from Brainstorms) She said, “I wanna snuggle up with you, Mama.” I leaned against the headboard as she climbed on me,curled herself into a ball like a kitten,and laid her head upon my heart. I kissed her crown and let my lips lingerin her soft curls. I...
Kaleidescope
Kaleidescope (from Within My Illusions) Could a tapestry woven overforty-five years be reducedto a single thread? Mother and daughtergrowing alongside one another,crystals in a kaleidoscopecomprised of all mothers and daughtersacross time. With each turn,the pattern...
Each Day
Each Day (from Brainstorms) I’m doing the best I canwith each day that I’m living,to try to embracethe gifts I’ve been given. Sometimes I soar.Sometimes I squeak by.Sometimes I just want tolie down and cry. Some days are light;Others are packed.I hope I won’t let...
Offering
Offering (from Brainstorms & Artwise Poetry Cards) Take this offeringfrom my heart.No need to pay me back.The gift is yoursto receivewithout strings attached. Love is whatI have to give.This much I know is true.And if my fearshould stifle me,‘twould only punish...
Life in Full Bloom
Offering (from Brainstorms) I built a fortress around my heart,day by day,year by year,brick by brick,until I couldn’t feelwhat it was like to be me anymore. Moving through the rhythm of my days,blocking out the things I thought might wound me,but also holding inthe...
The Snail and the Bee
The Snail and the Bee It was the snail that caught my eye,nestled into the stem of a wilting wildflower. I step closer to take a pictureand notice the bee, which had landedin the center of a daisy.As I watch, she takesflight into the field. I set down my phone and...
What If
What If (from Brainstorms) What ifthe only thingthat matters nowis being hereTogether?
I’ve Come to the River to Sit
I've Come to the River to Sit (from Brainstorms) I’ve come to the river to sit,for this is where my soul can breathe,amidst the grasses and the trees,watching the clouds above reflected in the water below,a mirror of myself as I take in this moment. I’ve come to the...
Hindsight
Hindsight (from Brainstorms & Artwise Poetry Cards) There will come a time when we look back on this dayand remember it as the spark that ignited the flame,the catalyst that set the ball in motion. There will come a timewhen we will look back on a pictureand...
There Are No Words
There Are No Words (from Brainstorms) For some things there are no words. The feeling of hearts connected across time and space,Of knowing what someone is thinkingEven without them saying it,Of picking up the phone to send a messageTo find that love is writing at the...