Published in Scribe

·Jun 18

Grace Notes

Transposing old memories to new — The piano played memories one chord, then two while the trees felt gray and the clouds sang sky’s blues. Each note wore a cloak like the trees wear leaves and the rain puddled down accenting the hard breaks, tears turned to muddy hues. Half past daylight, the keystrokes, grew and grew…

Poetry

1 min read

Published in Scribe

·Jun 12

Follow Your Path

And listen to the clear rains urging you to be you — The days blend one into the other casting a glow of grays, blues, and yellows. You follow the green threads stitched by deep brown wisdom. You hold yourself steady through the mossy patches and listen to the clear rains urging you to be you. Away from the light and into the…

Poetry

1 min read

Published in Scribe

·Jun 8

The Essence of Your Soul

A lesson from a rose — You are the color of life speckled in the wrinkles interlocked with the music of your soul. You speak to me on this gray day where the sun hides but your beauty is completely not bashful. You are the color of hope and speak in tender circles of love lost love to be…

Poetry

1 min read

Published in Being Known

·Jun 6

You Are the One

A lyrical poem —

Poetry

1 min read

You Are the One

A lyrical poem

Published in Being Known

·Jun 3

Your Boundaries Are Essential

6 quotes to genuinely create better personal boundaries — #1. “When we fail to set boundaries and hold people accountable, we feel used and mistreated. This is why we sometimes attack who they are, which is far more hurtful than addressing a behavior or a choice.” ― Brené Brown, The Gifts of Imperfection

Self Growth

3 min read

Published in Move Me Poetry

·Apr 18

You Can’t Force a Poem’s Birth

A lyrical poem — One can’t force a poem to cross over the soul and spell its magic. One must wait for the scent, the swirl, the incantations of spirits. Such as the sun’s queries, a dense fog’s veil, dewdrops which speak in tongues of flora and fauna. One can’t force a poem to trickle…

Poetry

1 min read

You Can’t Force a Poem’s Birth

A lyrical poem

One can’t force a poem
to cross over the soul
and spell its magic.

One must wait for the scent,
the swirl,
the incantations of spirits.

Such as the sun’s queries,
a dense fog’s veil,
dewdrops which speak
in tongues of flora and fauna.

One can’t force a poem
to trickle…

Published in Scribe

·Apr 13

Inside a Holy Aperture

I merged with Nature —

Poetry

1 min read

Inside a Holy Aperture

I merged with Nature

Published in Put It To Rest

·Updated May 14

Once We Were Friends

But I wish we could have been more — You are going to be okay even though somehow you’ve been triggered. You don’t know why it hurts so much but still, the pain trickles through. It is as if we are strangers and yet, I can still hear your soft words. You are beautiful. I love you. …

Poetry

1 min read

Published in Blue Insights

·Apr 10

You Are Loved and Respected

Let’s say this over and over until we… —

Poetry

1 min read

You Are Loved and Respected

Let’s say this over and over until we…

Published in Move Me Poetry

·Apr 8

Pay Attention to Your Dreams

At the edges of dawn — You know those mornings when you wake up before the sun. Where you linger longer in the shadows and let images rise from somewhere deep inside. It’s as if the moment is sheltered in a surrealness of what really matters. …

Poetry

1 min read

Grace Notes

Follow Your Path

The Essence of Your Soul

You Are the One

You Are the One

A lyrical poem

Your Boundaries Are Essential

You Can’t Force a Poem’s Birth

You Can’t Force a Poem’s Birth

A lyrical poem

Inside a Holy Aperture

Inside a Holy Aperture

I merged with Nature

Once We Were Friends

You Are Loved and Respected

You Are Loved and Respected

Let’s say this over and over until we…

Pay Attention to Your Dreams

Carolyn Riker