He wrote her a love letter exactly three and one half pages long handwriting slanted sideways, the pen rarely picked up in the furious rush. She decided that a certain percentage of these expressions of undying love are inherently selfish….
Category: Poetry
she said “it is so easy for you” and I just shook my head but didn’t argue. I’m the storyteller through poems but can’t say the words out loud I’m the dream-maker through glances but can’t make a sound. I…
I can’t watch this happen again, when our feet have only just touched the clouds. Each book I write is a novel about the might never be, and one day in the future I wrote a book about every moment…
She held her breath far longer than she meant to. There was order and a certain sense of peace, but the ground was shaky under her feet. Reaching out did no good…the branches tore at her dress and snagged her…
I am in the shadows of trees. infinite, against sun-streaked skies. the shadows are peace, forgiveness… When we whispered our secrets to the quiet spaces under the trees, beyond the hills that we slept under for one hundred years… the…
(i never said i wouldn’t write, only that i might not but this requires hidden words to record the moments, and i am not the type that forgets.) the most perfect times are when the rain is pouring down in…
I dreamed we were all standing on the shore staring across the bay and our feet felt the rocks beneath our shoes. There were clouds above and below in between our silent stares. We all gathered in an empty stone…
the waves of the salty blue-green sea lifted me in my turmoil and tears you joined me and I can’t forget that. I needed laughter there was too much heartache you whispered and there was peace in the stars. There…
There are so many faces In each room, I turn and my heart fills with a million histories (I remember it all) There are two ways that I see: I see your smile and I feel your soul there is…
It makes me less lonely when my friends are writers: I feel their souls next to me when I read their words. There are a few things that make me smile, no matter what. At the moment all I can…
I am feeling the sweet things, the moments where soft voices merge and we’re whispering in the dark, with lilies and the sound of old trees sighing against the wind. In the in-between time, the familiar pieces of myself jangling…
I wish I could see your eyes sweet whisper there were colors that danced and faded into the words Make sure the ghosts don’t follow me if the past was gone away make the dreams pass silently only in your…
and so now the rain that refused to fall from the sky is falling down in memories of the never will be and I am slowly waking toward healing. in silence I stumble in these reflections, humbled in moments I…
more than my molten eyes and sudden smile there are years behind what you see I am more than your assumption of me I am images across a screen I am scraped knees and willow trees I am dirt paths…
I am sensing silence from you maybe I am too sensitive maybe you are too far gone. I dreamed of you last night there was no music playing behind us underneath campfire skies. I was told that you wanted to…
your words came to me at exactly the right moment. I hovered in silence, in pain and confusion, all earthly attachments. your words…I had no response. we are none of us innocent and yet, and yet… we are souls, our…
I am tasting colors, writing blind my fingertips touch and stretch we’re running so fast maybe I’ll tie me to you… If only we could see through these eyes faint little heaps of shredded tires and left-over green grass from…
She stood precariously, one foot on the rocks and one in the sea, bare feet with tips of red, gripping earth and sand. She could only wait for so long, could only stand between worlds for as long as a…
I remember I listened to this song when he died, about a car flipping on the turn, and about God and death and birth. and I remember I listened to live music through a CD, cleaning my house to the…
I stood on a tower with darkness and lights below and in our eyes I saw the doorways to the world To dwell on memories is the fastest way to go but our hearts will linger here, and in time…
you let silence take us you, with your wildly inaccurate dreams, me alone in a busy room… out we went, our years between somehow left on a dusty shelf in your old apartment the one that was never, ever clean….
everything changed and is the same we left behind our shattered selves and started fresh but the stains and stars are trailing after. we can’t remember everyone that we know and I’ll come back to the same place where everything…
sometimes I wish you could see me my subtle moments, my tired eyes, my smiles and my gestures. my million ways of laughing and the way I wash dishes, the way I stare up at the stars and off into…
we felt the silence, in the way a child knows to be quiet when the room hushes suddenly. it wasn’t heavy…it lifted the heart, and around we went our shoes in varied sounds and rhythms. the city moved on, in…
Sweet little lady, bare feet in the summer grass. Her eyes closed, face up to the sky, there is forever stretched around her. Perfect, perfect, and her heart just stops just one moment as she breathes in the universe…as the…
Every day. Crossing a street to sanctuary. Counting worn pebbles through thin soles of shoes. Trying not to step on snails (I have a horror of that crunch). Smiling in a general way, and then specifically. Spending nights staring at…
there were little pieces of the remnants of my heart on the sidewalk last night mixed in with the fallen leaves and snails and we walked over unknowingly with laughter and slight sighs the closer to feeling, the more we…
the door was open, and with the reflections of clouds I could see down the dark paths a fleeting glimpse of light from the sky and the rolling roar crashes to push my feet stumbling away from… toward home, the…