We got the call about an hour later. I was to go to the big hospital straight away; my body was dying…[read more]
i have joined those who’s voices strain to be heard words cascading freely, bird wings speed flapping, trying to stay up and speak. Image from Annie Spratt on Unsplash.
I’m obsessed with the idea of change.I’m obsessed with the way that life cascadesover the mountains I consider to be in my way, I am obsessedwith the idea that life goes on at a continuous rate and I am merely perceiving the difference in pace I’m obsessed with the idea of living.Arms wide and heartContinue reading “obsessed//a poem”
the tomorrow that you dreamed of faded, changed but its loss has aided you. and out of the ashes, the light is making something new. something more true than anything you’ve known before.
HELLO! So sorry this is late- I’ve been dead for the past couple days with an amazingly nasty lil’ bug that I have only just begun to get rid of. Here is the poem for December 20th 🙂 Fell out of the sky like a shooting star. So unexpected so off the charts. Amazing how Continue reading “Advent Through Poetry Day TWENTY (Recognize)”