Feel Everything: Day-After-Birthday Letter to Me and You.
Grant your soul permission to be here, to feel everything. Navigate with your heart as compass, intuition as guide, soul as travel partner.
Browsing Tag:
drown
The Growing Edge of a Poet.
An editor of my college poetry journal loved this new "depth" poet. He did not realize that I was drowning, and I could barely string words together...
Grief Is the Salve: Season of the Fallen Flowers.
When we sit with our grief, it creates a canopy of leaves under which we can cry. Our fear is that the grief will overpower us and we’ll drown in our tears.
The Tide Turns: I Am The Water, Not A Body That Can Drown.
As for my beloved, The Rock? He is no rock! The peak I had clung to in my desperation was only a tip that descended down, his root far below the surface of the ocean. He is the land, the terra firma, the stone, pebble and mud. He is the layer upon layer of compacted silt and sand.
The Barrage. {poetry}
Walls are heavy and impenetrable,
while freedom is light as a feather
and infinite…
yet it can be hard to carry.
Maybe because it can
lift you like a bird
to unimaginable heights
and unknown places
we otherwise would never reach.