Poetry

  • A Way With Words

    It’s quite certain that when a person says to another person: ‘You have a way with words’, it’s not the words themselves that made the impact. It’s the heart they fell out of, and the way the heart coloured the… Continue reading

  • When The Soul Wakes

    The world didn’t suddenly become more beautiful. Her soul woke up. And finally she saw everything. Continue reading

  • A Simple Wish

    I used to think that I was like the most beautiful bird. That I could spread my wings and fly anywhere I wanted. Anywhere the wind blew. It was silly of me to think that. Now that I really think… Continue reading

  • The Answer

    The answer waits for me in the silence  between the question and the first thought that comes to my mind.   Continue reading

  • The Happy Place

    When your happy place gets lost Just remember It will always Always Find you. Continue reading

  • The Story Of a Soul

    Sometimes my soul hangs off me in strips. It makes me think of the bark that peels from fat-trunked trees; old layers tearing off in shards— like maybe the tree might be crying. So that’s what a sad soul looks… Continue reading

  • Only Human

    I’m not really okay, today. And yesterday— I wasn’t really okay then, either. Yesterday, there were tears. Feelings. And yesterday I couldn’t see the sky, anymore. Maybe it’s hormones. Or the rain. Or maybe it’s just my broken bits screeching Reminding… Continue reading

  • I Am

    I am. And I love. And everyday I choose To be Me. Again. Continue reading

  • Coming Home

    Let this heart I wear on my sleeve draw all of its letters in the sand… not just the ones I think you will like me for. And in that sand, let there be scribbles of the past, the present,… Continue reading

  • The Rose

    The rose began to wither, in her heart of woven gold, the ocean melted in her eyes for stories never told. The window shone the morning bright, not once did she look there, the darkness had become her and the… Continue reading