Poetry

  • Today

    Yesterday I cried for the train that left my sad eyes at the station. But yesterday wasn’t today. Today I understood why the train had to leave without me. It was so I would go in search of my wings.… Continue reading

  • The Ocean of Me

    I close my eyes and the warm wind becomes my breath. This wind— it whispers into the ocean of me, into the dark of my waters, deep. It hands me the calm of the moon, and it grants me the… Continue reading

  • Wings

    My wings are quivering. Ready to fly into the waiting arms of Neverland. Continue reading

  • Imperfectly Me

    This honest girl. This kind girl. This sweet girl. This loving, gentle, patient girl. She has been this girl forever. This perfect human girl—how delightful she is. How loved and cherished and needed, she is. But. If she is good,… Continue reading

  • The Soft Girl

    And when I’m the soft girl the world can no longer hurt me. Because even soft girls can roar. Even soft girls can look to the sky and laugh away the angry grey. Continue reading

  • Life

    Today, I feel it all. Life. Rushing beneath my skin, burning in my bones. It’s an ache, I feel. A beautiful wind that moves through my body and clutches at the spaces all around me. Life. It’s an ache I’ve… Continue reading

  • The Wind of Change

    Every so often, the wind of change blows me a dream. A spark. A glimpse of the person I truly am inside. Sigh. Where do you blow, sweet wind? And what do you wish this sleepy dreamer to be? Continue reading

  • Satisfied

    I looked into the sky and I said, ‘Sky. It’s me.’ And then I realised I had nothing more to say. And that actually I was satisfied. Satisfied, and ready to give in to the aching quiet of it all. Continue reading

  • Just the Way You Are

    I dreamed a dream. And in it you were in love with you. Just the way you are. Continue reading

  • When I Grow Up

    When I grow up I am going to be a kid again. Continue reading