Self Acceptance

There, there

Why are we so
afraid of what is underneath the anticipation
of a tear
or the welling up of feelings
long gone
There, there I say to all (more…)

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Faulted

It isn’t often we can stand
directly on the line where what is and what was
are on either side, a whole day
of acceptance in speaking in the past tense
while eagerly throwing thoughtful wishes

Of the future to all
when we come into contact with this day
before the next year begins
where we sift through
how we have lived a year (more…)

The Waiting Room

Collected colors dreams still
holding on the words not yet ready
to send their messages on memories
the days finding their resting place, shallow breaths
waiting for more inhales
before tending to the inside

For to some this space may feel
or look
clogged undone untidy unmanageable out-of-control
but to me it is the waiting room
the holding place where if I am careful enough
I won’t lose any of its
wildly lived perfect truth and meaning

WPC: Layered

I don’t think it is possible
to communicate
all the layers all the colors all the ways
a person is made up
each experience each intention layered together within
giving the impression of a foundation to stand upon
to solidly live from
some of us forget
about our layers our foundation for a time and wander around (more…)

Within My Mind

I asked myself as I walked through my mind
keeping track of the path
over rocks roots divots and hoof prints who am I now
I can’t seem to shake

this questioning heart with few roots
and plenty of bruises from floating away and falling back down
where is that voice
that I couldn’t write down fast enough who felt (more…)

More of This

Free to be with the clouds
and blue skies calming hearing
the aspen leaves quaking feeling the warm sun
inviting my eyes to close my breath
to slow my dreams to float and reshape themselves
into what needs to be in this moment this instance
this experience (more…)