Poetry

  • The Land In-between

    The matrix rages beneath the skin and I am trapped. So this is the land in-between. The rose unfurls beneath a skin that longs to fall, yet the chipped paint of a girl gone by tethers me to yesterday. A… Continue reading

  • Facing the Truth

    I stopped and I said to myself: I am in pain. I did not try to hide it. Or justify its reasons. I did not try to pretend the hurting wasn’t there, or as true as it truly was to… Continue reading

  • Princess

    When I was a princess, all I wanted was to be a girl. Continue reading

  • True Colour

    We stand together observing a leaf as it floats in the pond of life. We watch its path together, and yet our eyes will never know the same leaf. And isn’t that the true colour of life. Continue reading

  • Shame

    To cast stones. To stare down. To withhold words. Or kindness. Or love. Shaming. It’s a wonder it still exists, given we’ve all made mistakes. Given we’re all human, and all of us different. And entirely imperfect. Empathy is the… Continue reading

  • Cry

    When I cry, I melt all the pieces of you in me, and we flow into the world like the beautiful river we are, once again. Continue reading

  • Hungry Restless Soul

    Love lives not in the sound of the music, but in the deep, melodic swell that fills the body of a hungry restless soul. Continue reading

  • Beauty

    Beauty is the home that fills my soul like a glorious day. Come to me, sweet beauty. Bring me your Sun. Let me feel your tender fingers sweep through my waiting soul. Continue reading

  • Always Meant To Be

    And we will play by the night shine of the sea until we tumble into the knot of us that was always meant to be. Continue reading

  • Naked

    She stood before the mirror naked. First, she saw that her soul was bare. Next…her body. Perfect white, creased by a lifetime of curving for others. So fragile stood the moment of naked. So solid stood the lifetime ahead. Of… Continue reading