(A simple ode to simple times, a oldie but goody) Until the glowing red coals breathe their last breath and turn black Until the conversation dwindles and the stars say all that is left I will stay here I will wait I will be content Until the ocean calls me away to somewhere with new Continue reading

(This is an older poem that never published online, just in my book All Things Are Becoming New.)             Gypsy Heart I am so tired of this bouncing ball It brings an ache to my bones Causing me to age beyond my years I can’t see past this waterfall These Continue reading

(I wrote this poem two years ago, yet it has renewed relevance for now) This knife is sharp enough to make a rainbow bleed A thousand pieces of ribbon in the sky Get caught in treetops and buildings I wonder how she got to this spot so far from where she was I wonder where Continue reading

Here I tumble through space and time grasping for things sticking out from the edge truth reality stability, mostly but I am falling for a reason My reason has nothing to do with tripping up (although thats what happened) It’s mostly because I need to live to feel the wind rushing around me the air Continue reading

(I wrote this two summers ago but never posted it on here. It feels especially pertinent to life as of late.) we all want to know, “what’s wrong with the world?” but we don’t want to hear the answer we see sticks and mud as trash, yet birds use them to build a home for Continue reading

He walks out of the battle, pen dripping with ink knowing for certain he was placed in that moment in time to put words to these things these stories that shift the atmosphere bump into each other causing friction and storm He foretold this in way no one will believe He’s there when widows weep Continue reading

The only thing we want is to be lost inside of beauty for our souls to feel safe in silence for something sure to know the way the water moves the path of sunlight fading the mysteries the wind shares to enjoy now to see people as people yet see the divine in their eyes Continue reading

Let the words come tumbling out from backstage Unrehearsed as they may be Metaphors awkwardly fumbling Tripping past understanding Let the young ones speak their minds Crumpling scripts in defiance Let the ones who’ve lived, be Let them have their silence Cause its a long way to the front row it’s along way here so Continue reading

I have decided to sporadically release some poems from my book, partially in order to work up motivation to re-do and re-market a better and newer version. Enjoy, and give me some feedback. 🙂 Dizzying Carousal Somehow, beyond this crumbling garden wall We see the world through the same colored lens You laugh like a Continue reading

lately I am a woman of few(er) words lately I want to go shopping for furniture & fresh produce lately I surprise myself by both capability & insecurity lately I don’t care as much yet,  I do my love for one is growing my mind is slowly finding peace 25 is not what I thought Continue reading