Monochrome Madness

MMC- Movement

I am not sure why we try so hard
to disregard the inevitable the in flow
the overwhelming rush
the over-our-head suffocation that always comes
day in day out as sure to be
as the tides no one can live in only one direction
no one can feel only bliss (more…)

My Mane

Some manes are invisible they float
and move with the wind giving power
to those who feel they are actually there
those who know hold their head high shoulders back and walk
with an presence that is noticeable
like they have an invisible shield blocking (more…)

She May Fall

And she falls within her tears
cascading tender curiosity
and honesty driving her down into the abstract
where doubt and shadow may dwell but that is in the past
where she may find answers to today to the burden
welling up she may uncover (more…)

Tangled

Tangled up we are so tangled
up in our head full of thoughts we are not good
enough no one is listening few see
the light in between the shadows and dark
thoughts clouding our ability to just be

And why, why do we continue to speak
in such a way to ourselves
to the world to our children to our journal pages why
is it so easy to only see the mess (more…)

A Shifting Season

There is a deepened sense
during these seasonal transitions sometimes
we want to throw ourselves out of a season faster than it will allow
and then other times the shift comes
upon us heavier than expected and we are not ready
to carry such things there is a vulnerability a purity a weakening
taking place as we move between the familiar and the newly transforming (more…)

Forest Light

And yet there it is
again the light from within
warming the backs of those who hold you
dear no matter if you are faced with fears
questioning what is or what might be, it is
for sure light held in love is ever bright (more…)

MMC- Travel

And she walks
she climbs higher and higher she can’t help but notice
her thin breath the vast expanse
the calm in her step after remarkable step
she can travel beyond her limits
outstretched within the escape of her life
as she knows it and the one right in front of her
at the apex between her breath
coming and going she will glimpse at the truth
that she is the only one
holding herself back (more…)