Tag: poetry

settled dust

Shake the sand
settled anew
My every waking thought’s of you.

35 in motion

I did some of my best growing the summer I turned 35

i want to live simply

Then take head of Heart, and all her emotions.
For one tiny step, no matter how small
Is how it begins when we’re heading the call

faceless stranger

You have been woven through
the machine tines
and fabric
of my life for longer than I have ever known
tethered
by a red string

what’s Life

And all the while
the fear’s in me
Yet I’m too afraid to run.