Since my memories first began to formI have felt a breadth of intricate feelingsLacking the depth of experienceInforming my progression of personhoodA self-fulfilling prophecy of becomingAnd nowOlder, sureWiser, maybeSensibilities still full of grandeurNow littered with a life livedA vast expanse left ahead still to be traversedI try, desperately, failinglyTo claw back the ignorancePush away theContinue reading “up and onwards”
Category Archives: existentialism
Sunny Sunny Days
This is how the day goes, soft and shadowy, bright snd electric. At odds yet all together. I sit in the sun and reflect on my memories, analyzing thoughts as a task. Stopping to smell the breeze, florals fill my consciousness, eyes closed, sun on my skin. I feel it all. No really, I feelContinue reading “Sunny Sunny Days”
Spring, Slowly
My mind is always racing, bouncing from one ponderance to another. I roam the expanses of my consciousness, searching, asking, hoping, wanting. All the while arriving nowhere? Everywhere, all at once? The rhythmic hum of rain, drumming softly on my window pane, the only interruption in my reverie. Wistful wondering, lazy afternoons, stuck in aContinue reading “Spring, Slowly”
Soft Spring
Grey uninspired daysTesting the limitsof my patienceSoft whispers of rainkeep me groundedWatching her wakereturn to lifeI too am filledDesire for lifeslips across my skinSpring comes alivefinding me waitingimpatient unfocusedhope in my heart
Tsunami Season
She is unforgiving She is hungry She rises up with the clouds Preparing to crash back down Clawing everything back with her inky tendrils Angry, she thrashes Before her descent into madness You can’t outrun this vicious fate If you lie in her way All are the same in her clutches Just as she came she flees back out Rage appeased from her feedRetreatingContinue reading “Tsunami Season”
september
There’s a certain hope that comes in autumn , the wild wicked summer air dissipates and makes way for something calmer, something cosier. Not necessarily safe, but comforting. I ease in to the cool crisp air and sigh as I watch the leaves around me start to tinge with muted orange, playful yellows and boldContinue reading “september”
Running
I am constantly running from endingsthe gripping fear that things will changethe fear that they won’t.Sometimes the moment feels so comfortableI just want to sit and bathe in the solaceHow do I slow down timeher liquid curves sometimes like honey,other times like waterand I am but awash in her currentgrasping at sticks stuck in theContinue reading “Running”
grief spins
I never thought I’d be sitting here wishing for a conversation with a ghostimagining the ways in which my mind might convince me it’s a trickpleading with life to let me have just one more momentI know you can’t come back, I’m not so naive but surely you could reach out from beyond the veilwhereverContinue reading “grief spins”
Spring Symphony
Ah! what soft heart does spring make of me how joy and wonder come back the second the temperature tips above ten degreesthe way I could spend hours spinning around the grasswhispering wishes to bees that drink from dandelionsa reminder that nature is in harmony, that she wastes notand here I am amidst it allsparklingContinue reading “Spring Symphony”
Thoughts on Energy
Sitting here, surrounded by grey gloomy skies, threatening to spill over at any moment. The house is cool, I should be studying, and yet here I am, reflecting, reflecting, reflecting. Lost in my subconscious, ever self-important. So let me share where I’ve ended up, because it’s on the tip of my brain and if IContinue reading “Thoughts on Energy”
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