Tag: relationships

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Everything that we see in this Life has a story. If we listen and acknowledge their presence, we might know what lies underneath their surface. This is a story of a chair. The chair that you see in the picture has many stories of love, joy, sadness and pain. That beautiful chair used to be…

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Paradise is found on the others side of this feeling. Swimming in the tears. Hidden behind a veil of chaos and confusion. Paradise lost. Paradise found. Whispering caresses of promise and peace. Paradise stolen. Or was it given away? Perception or deception? Intermingling manipulation – vining and intertwining – digging in and rooting deep. The…

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Nov 21

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You could shatter glass with the way you look at me. Nightingales singing their sweet song of summer couldn’t hold a torch to the way you make me feel. I ooze into a puddle, bones of jello on the warm concrete surface of your love. When I hear my name flow out of your mouth,…

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I had fallen through a trapdoor of depression. Walking blindly through the corridors of my feelings not seeing the cracks beneath my feet, leading me to fall inevitably into my bed. My sheets are made of sandpaper. The more I toss and turn in my thoughts the worse my bruises and skin become. Raw and…

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“Roses are red. Mornings are hard. I suck at poetry. Coffee.” If you think that’s a joke, who are you and what are you doing here on planet earth you alien monster. If that quote resonates with your soul, like that first sip of your delicious aroma enriched coffee this morning, most of you enhance…

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I used to think I lacked originality, creativity, and meaning. That I was a multiple choice test I couldn’t find the answers to, thinking I was simply a blank canvas of basic True or False. But then you came along and made me realize that I was D) All of the above. That I am…

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I found a way to let go… Been wondering if I should make this post spiritual or plain hardcore. The thoughts are like a war; into your head then out, getting stuck in the bed with a frown. I’m tired of walking cause walking makes me think, tired of thinking cause that makes me speak.…

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I was enjoying a quiet morning curled under the warm covers, reading, a puppy at my feet and a cat curled tightly against my ribs. I read a piece on humanizing God and a piece on creativity. There were elements about both that rang true and gave me a-ha moments. It also made me begin…

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End of year vibes have started to creep in. Like a cycle, at this point of every year I always tend to look back and try and figure out the goals I’ve completed. Watch closely; the key word is “figure”. Yes, I tried to “figure” it out but, honestly, I’m pretty much in the same…