Posted in New Work, Poetry, Random

Sick Day

Sparkly nails and coffee cups,

a rumpled comforter,

sunlight on my bare skin…

Today feels like fuzzy socks

and comfort food

and not leaving my bed.

I’m sorry, but I don’t think

I’ll make it in today…

Posted in New Work, Poetry, Self-discovery and growth

Wandering Antenna

In the background,
Sadé is crying everyone’s tears

and me, I just…
feel everyone’s feelings,
a wandering antenna
picking up the static
hidden behind waves –
not meant for shore;
Life is no beach.

Lapping in endless marathons
around frequencies unseen,
a maypole dance
of uncharged energy
for which I’m the conduit –

Like the crossed signals
of a broken remote;
sometimes,
I struggle to change the channels.

Posted in New Work, Poetry, Random

Calluses

Sorry if it seems

I’m just not into this –

but…

I’ve arrived at the end of my emotional

rope

and currently,

all I have to hold onto

are the calluses

from the last drop.

Posted in New Work, Poetry

Heavy Too Long

Don’t be so heavy,
drop those burdens you bear…
They’re not yours to carry alone;

Your humanity is your heroism-
but even heroes can’t save them all.
I’ll lift you lighter –
some of these cannot stay.

All you have to do
is release them,
let them go.

And this time,
breathe only to free yourself –
let your own peace of mind
carry you far from where
you been heavy too long.