#writing
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Dawn Star

Dawn star, so farHolding last of nightDark cloud, East shroudsHope in morning light Last call, night fallLetting magic leaveLost sense, silenceBreaks the old belief If only I could sleep Let go, low blowsLosing last of fightRising, mind singsAll will be alright Mourning dove, morning loveRising to ascendTime steals, revealsThis is not the end If only Continue reading
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Blog: Solar Fire Takes the Helm

Well, after I let the sails take me to a movie by myself [the movie was better than I thought it would be, my ability to enjoy it was less than I hoped], a new friend unexpectedly called, invited me to come over – to grill and sing karaoke. Given how categorically alone I’ve been, Continue reading
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Two spiders poseBackside of each webGuard the entranceBoth door and porchStretched silently waitingAs dawn creeps inTo take down their woven wallsAnd build againAt nightfall A third smallerPoised in the cornerDifferent speciesA finer webTo catch what the othersLarger their prayIn lasso holes tied broaderAllow to passAt dawn-break Sharp crowing soundsThe silence breakingRooster is muteAir thick and Continue reading
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Hot Take: Defining Success

I’ve heard numerous times the popular phrase – successful people do what unsuccessful people won’t/don’t. Like many of these short, powerful statements, I never struggled to understand it conceptually, but also couldn’t articulate that into any practical, applicable action to take in my life. Furthermore, examining many of the folks that like to use phrases Continue reading
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Letting Go

Unclasp borrowed burdenRelease shame’s leaden cloakWasn’t yours to carryIts weight that nearly broke Your back to curl tightlyTraps hardened taut with dreadStrapping skull to shouldersPosed stiff to stare ahead Disrupt dark disorderLet fall before the dead Undress under starlightCool air to bring releasePrickle each pore aliveBathe burden with belief Your back unfurls slowlyShoulders lower to Continue reading
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Blog: 14 Days, 13 More

TW: mental health, self-harm, suicide flavored stuff Reading between the lines of my blogs and poetry, it’s likely apparent if anyone is reading that, given my choices to take control of my life, I have endured something like 3 solid months of painful endings. My group of people, most whom I thought better of, made Continue reading
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Blog: Choices on the Open Ocean

I sailed across a sea of sunlit green today, crossing rivers I’d never seen prior, seeing new states and license plates. Tonight’s landing is the perfect blend of the first and the second spots. It’s close enough to civilization that I can Grubhub myself a proper dinner to break up the convenience store bites (often Continue reading
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Blog: Home

Before I leave a place behind, it’s important to me to feel it wholly. To understand and experience what it is, to know what letting it go will mean. I’ve always said goodbye and thank you to the places that have sheltered me, however temporary – hotel rooms to states, even cars. Everywhere I’ve even Continue reading
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Re-Pattern

For all the words I knowI simply don’t know the wordsFor any of this Perpetually misunderstoodOver-explain apologizeIn 3 languages SpeechlessHow deeply this reachesRetrace the pattern to know thatThe right ones knowOr try to safely understand and with you grow Now the wordless momentsGive space for me to know thatThere’s a wound to heal Why does Continue reading
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Shards

I will pluck every shardFrom my mindYour venom touch No sleep, I want to hearPulls and popsThat tear the hush Counting each crimson chipEach small deathPunctures me pale I offer eachA gentle kissA quiet wakeA silent wail Time grew scars, tough and soreWhere softnessAnd delight reigned Azure lights lost to grayEach feelingFearful or feigned I Continue reading