Sunday, February 25, 2024

I don't feel found
and I don't feel lost
I am wandering my own path
paved with poems and memories,
step by step, I am building better habits

Sunday, February 18, 2024

a breath of fresh air
as I open the window
and water the plants
the sound of water dripping.
Sky the grey of slate, clouds rush

Saturday, February 3, 2024

I desperately need to speak to you
About nothing
About the wind and the rain and the sea
About snowdrops and roots
About silence
With love

a housemate gave me a grape
a single grape
this small act changed my day

Sunday, January 28, 2024

I went looking for you in my dream
but you weren't there
you were never there
you were never mine
and I felt lost, rejected.
Slowly the water cleared.
I surface and breathe

I have seen you dance

The only exit is through
I want to be free
not of desire
I want to be free
of the jangle snarl vinegar
I want peace
self sooth
drop into the body
drop into the water and float
feel, feel it all
feel, process, evolve

it washes over me
and the water begins to clear

to see the trauma,
to integrate it into
who I am - rather
than running away through drink
or drugs - to face it, and live

Sunday, January 21, 2024

to climb the mountain,
little by little, focus
and stay in the now