A way to be

May you not see Your rest As defeat. Or measure your days In good Or bad. Define your days By moments And small steps. Make peace With your grief. Be grateful; For grieving shows How badly You want to live. This darkness will lift.

Poetry Mondays: M.E.

Listen to learn; don’t listen to answer. Your look of judgement Comes from ignorance. Your cruel words Come from a lack of empathy. Your understanding will only Come from Listening. Just listening. From then, will my words Walk you through The pain I endure. The sacrifices I’ve made. The loss I’ve tried to make up … More Poetry Mondays: M.E.

Stillness {Poem}

Stillness is both soothing and chilling.  There is this heaviness That is beckoning me To lay down. But to lay gently Requires strength To position – I would fall And never get back up again. Roots would wrap around me. Seeds would flower. Birds would call My place of rest Home.

{Poem} Shot

What lurks are the ghosts of my past. I was flying So high – Until I was shot From the sky. I crash landed Muddied; Wings broken, Marked in defeat. What I had Was my feet. I looked up; The flock of white Flew on. Rock bottom, My new home. I limped forward Dragging my … More {Poem} Shot

{Poem} Hurting Heart

The heart is not a place to store your troubles. My dear, You were never meant To bury your burdens Deep down In your heart. This heaviness Stops your flight. Open your heart; Feel light.  

{Poem} Hope

I am hopeful again. My body may be bruised, But it is not broken. It aches, But is still breathing. My mind struggles, My body strives; It carries me. It ticks like clockwork, Odd beat it may be. It ticks, ticks, ticks – We are moving forward. Yesterday’s misery, Is today’s hope. Though gentle weeps … More {Poem} Hope