poems.

{just to speak}

Have you ever felt claws ripping and wrenching,slashing and hacking at your throat,leaving a trail of bloodas you speak?Have you ever felt a weight on your chest, so heavy you can barely breathe, let alone express the feelingsyou’ve only been told to hide?Has it ever seemed like the thoughts buried deep inside your soul,are written …

poems.

{listening, watching, perceiving}

listening, watching, perceivingthat I don’t want to be one of them-one who is constantlylistening watching, perceiving everyone’s lives but their very own Pushing away children, our books, the treesNo time for God or discipline or rest we’re always listening, watching, perceiving worrying, comparing, condemning Looking at screens instead of the starsscrolling instead of savoringthis one …

posts.

People need a melody.

I’ve never liked the end of January. The holidays are over, winter is in full force and life seems to consist of work, routines, darkness and fatigue. This morning, while I was looking outside at the sloppy gray mess that is the world, a line from one of my favorite songs caught my attention; ” …